Sunlite Wanter Poet Free verse

No More To Prove

It’s all over now;
The house is clean,
The laundry folded,
The children grown.

It’s all over now;
Forward is short,
Backward is long,
Nothing more to do.

Friends gone or in homes,
Telephone  silent,
A car passing is excitement,
Quiet is resounding.

Days are blank pages;
Routine a necessity;
Just hanging on,
One Two, One Two.

It’s all over now.

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Leanne Lovejoy-Burton January 27, 2018 at 7:24 PM I so get this....x

Beautiful Scars January 16, 2018 at 7:37 AM sadly beautiful sweet Sunlite loved it ;)-luloo Sunlite Wanter January 18, 2018 at 9:39 AM Your comment means so much. Thank you.

Liam Mcdaid January 16, 2018 at 5:40 AM this almost feels like a countdown in words i pray your new year is blessed with many smiles Sunlite Wanter January 18, 2018 at 9:39 AM Thank you so much, Liam.

Silent One January 15, 2018 at 1:29 PM Oh my friend.... Life moves so quickly, just yesterday the house was full of noise... now it seems empty, but life goes on, and you have so many adventures to still take part in.. Chin up Sunlite, this is not the end, just the beginning... Your poems have made me sad today... That is a big compliment, as normally I do not feel such emotions from poems... Sunlite Wanter January 16, 2018 at 6:34 PM How kind of you!

John Fleming January 15, 2018 at 3:30 AM Desperate, melancholic...and all rather depressing; sums up, for a lot of people, the way it all ends. But, perhaps, there is another way? Perhaps an iron-will can transcend all of this...for those determined enough to cultivate one? My very best regards, Sunlite. :) john

Line Gauthier January 15, 2018 at 12:37 AM Such fantasy is indeed delightful! An enjoyable read. Thanks, Sunlite. Sunlite Wanter January 16, 2018 at 6:21 PM Such positive commenting, Line. Thank you.

Susan Ashley January 14, 2018 at 8:45 PM Sunlite, such beautiful melancholy in your expressive poem. Your second stanza is truly amazing in your excellent write depicting aging. Shining poetry my friend. Warmest wishes ~Susan Sunlite Wanter January 16, 2018 at 6:21 PM Thank you for understanding, Susan!!!

Chris Hagy January 14, 2018 at 1:23 PM Beautiful and sad...well penned. I believe that when 1 thing is over...another begins! :) Sunlite Wanter January 16, 2018 at 6:19 PM I believe that, too, Chris. Thank you for commenting.

Nette Onclaud January 14, 2018 at 12:58 PM you succeeded in reflecting this melancholy theme; being alone can be truly sad, sun... well done!..huggs Sunlite Wanter January 16, 2018 at 6:18 PM Thank you, Nette.

Demetrios Trifiatis January 14, 2018 at 12:29 PM Oh how many people find themselves in that situation we cannot count but there are millions for sure! You have captured this phenomenon so well! I only hope it is fiction for you! Keep writing my friend for your pen may touch many. This may become a goal on its own! Well written dear, S.W. Sunlite Wanter January 16, 2018 at 6:17 PM Thank you for your kindness. I like to write poetry. It is a very challenging outlet for me. But I know with this group, I'm over my head. LOL