Can We Whistle? (poem)

From Grace at dVerse Poets this week she prompted of poems of questions.

“Today, we shift the focus from poetry form to craft style. Specifically: poems built around questions that remain unanswered.”

So, one here then with just one overriding question.

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Can We Whistle?

Can we all whistle while

they work at whistling

in bitter climate

of fear

loss

whistling a new work whistle out of pocket out of heart out of anger gig economy of

whistle walking with intent, purpose

of community

humanity

no freedom’s thievery to mask

here

whistling OF the wind

with the wind

down the wind

up the wind

sideways wind’s angers past fresh graveyards

whistling still in the woods

but

worth a whistling’s

raised a hand at the station

to halt the train of dark history’s whistle stops

and its dogs

whistled to existence again

.

Can we all whistle?