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Some Goodbyes
I was surprised
at my
relief
when I finally deleted
y.o.u.
Because you see, as deeply
as you lived beneath dust and abeyance
you still held your place
among memory markers
first and last
... secret dreams
But...
But as each of us set about life full forward
without caution or
regard
the world took its full measure of
youth
innocence...
and left
hard-won lessons, damaged parts, and
towering, sifting filters
An though I face each day
hobbled
I can walk that long hill
My mind is still bright and
my touch
s.o.f.t.
And
And I (finally) find
I take exception to the way you treat me.
I thank the world for that...and God.
Some Goodbyes... I still wonder at the
world.
looks like patsreviewhit it
looks like pats review hit it on the head ,i am happy for you
ron parrish
Thank you , Wordman
Thank you , Wordman
You did it again. Your
You did it again. Your personal stamp of excellence and insight is all over this very relatable and introspective work of art. I could feel the triumph and liberation in your first stanza that cut with laser wit while it relegated the hurt to a "deleted" file and an anonymous "y.o.u.". What an expert treatment of this familiar experience!
And now, evolved and confident, you announce your phenomenal identity with clean and concise brilliance: "My mind is still bright and/ my touch/ s.o.f.t."
A sonically pleasing and elegant celebration of personal growth. I feel you!
Thank you so much, Patricia.
Thank you so much, Patricia. Sorry for my late reply to your review. I'm on a crazy schedule.
This is profound beyond
This is profound beyond words, and is the kind of poem I wish I had had the privilege to read back in the two worst years of my life, 1981 and 1989. But even in this stage of my life, the wisdom in this poem is very useful.
Starward
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Thank you, Starward.
Thank you, Starward.