Loved your new movie***
But, did you do your own stunts???
That's JUST what I thought!!!
One flow of your pen
and suddenly I am in.
Don't tell me the end,
I want to imagine it.
Happy Endings !
ENDINGS
endings whisper their wisdom,
teaching me the art of release,
how to cradle the past gently
in the palms of my hands,
to honor the stories that shaped me,
while stepping forward,
into the light of new beginnings.
endings, I think, are not the sharp cuts
we so often fear,
but rather the soft sighs of a book closing,
the last page turning,
where ink lingers,
each word a heartbeat echoing in the stillness.
being
that word said
no other words
nor that one
can
interruptions
disrupt the
instantaneous flow
seemingly
but
nothing
is everything
a paradox
or a miracle
or
words
are pretenders
until discovered
to be
appearances
what's out there
and in here
appearances of
This, is where it began,
and this is where it ended.
Here
my heart knew
it must close what it started.
I gave you my heart,
but you knew I never belonged there
before I had a chance to walk away
you made friends with the grim reaper and sent him out to play.
Play time's over.
Now it's time for time-out.
Let's think hard on where we went wrong,
so we can someday forgive
and find where we truly belong
R-ed
E-nds
B-lue
E-xpressing
C-elebrant's
C-rimson
A-ctivity
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Rebecca Enriquez)
I get tired of starting over
I finally realized that nothing stays
Good things come and go
Bad things will come but the stronger ones will get through it
Nothing has changed me more than the bad things
I try my hardest to be positive but just keeps happening
Is there a man out there who will truly love me and value me?
Probably not
Maybe I’m not lovable
Maybe I’m not anyone’s dream
The endings hurt the most
Goodbyes are never easy when you thought you found your person
There's no more turning back,
There's no time left to heal;
There's no more warming sun,
There's no more life
to steal...
Captivated by your light,
faded but still bright,
I wish you’d put up a
ferocious fight,
I miss you being
in my sight,
You made the art of
falling in love joyous,
never a plight.
I said goodbye, with a soft sigh.
No words could explain this moment,
Shadows of doubt, shaded by death
Impressing the notes of a song, breathless and wild
Restoring my faith, yet it wouldn’t see the grace,
Beneath the autumn romance, that second chance
When the wind drifted across the hills,
Pressing in on my soul – accusing, coloring my life
So bold, vibrant hues of darkest blues
Sapphire suns and indigo tunes, blowing across my spirit
Singing – it will become the moment, the past
When the final breath will shout its news,
It is in the blues, silent and wild – singing like a smile,
On the wind, on the truth, on the measures of soothing
There is the moment, past yesterday’s cobalt secrets
When the penetrating rhythms of life’s song sings,
An aching lonely composed by the soul
Who feels the end beckoning, the wind listening
For the final notes of our last hope,
When the closing of a life whispers goodbye with a sigh.
there is a quickening in the forest
robins sing to us of universal sharing
as the earth calls us
to hear again the song of life
a thin brown layer of soil
is all we have
between ourselves and oblivion
a new language is needed
drums from Africa
echoing through termite mounds
to the savanna of a loving way
I made a choice
to be vegetarian, then vegan
clearing rivers from waste
and sky from methane
fear is contagious
but so is compassion
and it begins with me
how quickly it all goes by
in this moment of light and despair
I find what nourishes me indelibly:
the touch of a lover’s hand
worlds within a plant
tears as family members in silent movies
embrace Shakespearean deaths
my poems stumble
impatient to journey
as ghosts march from the tunnel
looking to us for resurrection
I have treated life
as a problem in accuracy, balance and proportion
but my careful ordering
is not sufficiently capacious
I say these things at age 80
because I burst with things unsaid and undone
I ride the waves
but do not see the stars
until I am swept under
denial is no longer possible
as a warrior traces his exit
from literal to mythic
Under the pouring rain,
I no longer have thoughts of you
Or of your lingering presence
And your condemning silence.
To live another day without you
Feels easier as I stand drenched.
Under the pouring rain,
I could look back at history
And not feel the wrenching pain in my chest
Or the knot in my throat.
I could think of you with tenderness
And not of the hurtful things you've done.
Under the pouring rain,
I am no longer homesick for your arms
Or for my name to be called out again.
I could feel relieved to have freed from memories of you,
To have forgotten your voice
And your smile that once meant the world.
Afloat in a river of stars,
Ecstasy knits the raft of thoughts,
A destination is what I seek,
Sailing away mindlessly, expecting the waters to speak.
The water calmly paves the way ahead,
As the fog of disturbance clears.
Hesitation takes bravery’s stead,
A detour that feeds on our fears.
Darkness fills the air,
It shadows the glorious sheen.
The magnificent aurora- my trail ahead,
Now had been swept off the scene.
Left with no light and soul within,
An icy breeze blankets this shell of mine.
Out speaks a voice so thin,
‘Endings are where new things begin.’
Too many rules,
Too many regulations,
Too much loss
Of self worth,
Pushing us into
Personal vendettas.
You said this,
No I said that.
You talking
To me?
If the shoe fits..
You're no Cinderella.
Well, you're no
Prince Charming!
Let bygones
Be bygones,
Agree to disagree.
No way!
No way!
And so it goes on
With no happy endings.
Sliding down rainbows in the sky
Is this what it is to fly
Like a bird blue or black that flies
Never looking back just gracefully glide
What is it to be with tribe
To feel amoung kin of pride
Where love is stronger than genocide
No one alone all glowing in light
When do you really die
What if you do not rely
On what you know as teal time
But only growth by design
I don’t know all that you find
I am the inquisitive kind
Who is passive aggressive at some times
We never die if inside others minds
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