Sounds like a lull in a: Sounds like a lull in a highrolling spree. Thanks for the fun read although the tone of the poem is somewhat of a serious nature.
Over the centuries, of all: Over the centuries, of all the arts and artistic pursuits, it seems, that poetry has been the poorer cousin or the whipping boy of all its other more esteemed and sought after colleagues and counterparts. Even song writing which is to my opinion a scion of poetry has elevated itself in following, investment, and celebration, above and beyond what poems and poets can hope for. But in the same observing breath we can also note that poetry has survived and even developed over the centuries. And as the Muse and her Scribe know with an unspoken understanding, this is part and parcel of their lot and reward. But those are just some thoughts.
Definitely an epitaph to be: Definitely an epitaph to be avoided; and a very effective Senryu. I applaud your respect for the traditional 5/7/5 format. The word "twas" sounds top archaic, and more appropriate substitutes are available; but the poem is still quite effective and very much to the point.
Poems about friendship are: Poems about friendship are among the best to read. Thanks for sharing this one. It would seem there are roughly two types of friends, one towards the acquaintance or the casual friend with whom camaraderie is real and ready and almost spontaneous. The other is the deeper kind, more sought after, that isn't bound by time or space; and tags for them are BFF, close friend, good friend, best friend, intimate friend... and the like to describe the depth of that connection. Thanks again!
Thank you for that comment,: Thank you for that comment, on a poem I posted several years ago. I have not even looked at it, really, since I posted it. I am always very appreciative of your visits and your comments.
This is a glaring exclamation: This is a glaring exclamation at what drives us and our generations, the ungiven promise deep within the bottle (or any other addictive substance for that matter) and it ends where it does end- a fatal collision. Too sad and also too true. I read this with the memory of friend, loved ones, and colleagues that have gone that way. Thanks for sharing.
Takes me backs of early: Takes me backs of early readings of Bible heroes and "villains" which bring nuances to the narrative and textual criticism. So glad to fall upon this as revelation could sprout afresh when a listening heart and mind opens to the person and ministry of the illuminating divine pneuma. Just thrilled for the journey this poem has brought me in the reading. Thanks for having shared.
After reading the poem, and: After reading the poem, and Patricia's comment upon it, I cannot add anything to what she has already written about the poem; except to say that I agree, heartily and wholeheartedly, with every word of her comment!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!