Best End Poems

The End

Seeing through these cold dead eyes now,
This world looks much different.

The scars of one’s life entire,
Appear now for all to see.

What once meant everything,
Really means nothing now.

I still see and sense things mortal,
But the earthly world can’t hear my words. 

Lying on an ice-cold white slab this darkest night,
I see the pale yellow moon’s...

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At the end of the rainbow, dreams unfold.
And some people say there is a pot of gold.

How well I recall a rainbow one day
that shone in the sky when a storm went away.

Rain pelted my car; I felt so afraid.
But as I neared home, it started to fade.

The sky, once so dark, grew more and...

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like nature in spring
begins the season of life
winter a blessing
where memories are best kept
waiting the resurrection

© Harry J Horsman 2018...

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SUMMER’S END *

Down her meadow’s sweetness
By name of Summer’s End
This smallish thatch work cottage
With it’s proper artful sign
Hung at eaves with slightest tilt
By portal in decline

Should some young and searching pair
Choose certain bend of woods
And come upon the scene by chance
Imagine now their fond surprise
That first adoring glance

She’s not so much sad longing
As a fixed...

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As the gold leaves on the ginkgo fall,
Upon the cold autumn earth.
I think how the winter winds
Sound, as they whip as if in mirth.

Winter is upon us, cold lies ahead.
Can we bear the storms of aging?
I can't help but those dread.
Sometimes I feel like raging.

Dear Lord Jesus, give me strength,
To face and handle each day...

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It stands on a hill overlooking the bay drenched in ocean spray
That cedar shake house where I used to live  high above the Fundy bay

A well trodden path leads from its door on to a winding road
Flanked by ditches where Morning Glories and  Sea Salt roses grow

That winding road comes to an end...

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When Autumn veils my season's smile
and lingers in the air a while . . .
though Indian days be gold spun,
my summering will come undone.

Night's shadows fall more quickly now;
birds sooner too forsake their bough.
No tarrying for old friend Sun
when summering becomes undone.

Oh, warmth of Summer, leave me not.
Through Winter's frost I grow distraught.
The melancholy has...

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I’ve received an incredible gift 
It has given my heart such a lift 
But the date that I see 
Is what now concerns me  –
It’s the date I no longer exist!!! 

Today I was gifted a 'lifetime' premium membership but it is somewhat disconcerting to see it ends on 3/20/2077. I hope TPS aren't...

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YOUR BETTER END

To be
To stare
To contemplate
To risk
To dare
Once and again
To trust
To leap
A Jump of faith
To fall
To land
No one can say
To forgive
To forget
Or try again
To breathe
To love
Feel whole and place
The fears
The doubts
To rest and then
To grow
To become
Your better end

***
January 20, 2017...

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In pre-ghost era of my sowing days,
and long before my crumbling had begun,
my feeble goals sparked insufficient blaze;
the avenue I chose was not hard-won.

I packed a suitcase but misunderstood
the purpose of my journey from the start.
And though I tried to do the things I should,
I needed more to listen with my heart.

Now feeling unfulfilled is...

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Sunflowers and dandelions. 
Sometimes in life it's a fine line.
We go outside to breathe the air.
Look around, try not to stare.

The little children play and run.
The girls are screaming, having fun.
Little boys follow along.
Learning the words to write the song.

A bouquet of summer's sweet refrain.
A timeless imprint on your brain.
To carry us into the night.
Beyond...

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It's quiet now, they all have gone
Leaving litter, and last light
softens what was too bright before

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
you ask if I need help, I nod
lend me for once your wings

The coloured quilt as sun does drown
a blanket against whining waves
I dive, depart. I flew so high

***

October 15, 2017 
Copyright © Darren...

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Whether rock-and-rolling or hip-hopping,
you move and groove so easily at first
when dreams are fresh. Oh, there is no stopping
that dance of youth when all is unrehearsed.
By the middle years, perhaps you’re spinning
(cavorting softer if your kids are sleeping).
Can you slow down if life is about winning?
Might you still be twirling as you’re weeping?
With tears of...

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The day is done. Travel dispersed, no more roaming.
Between dusk and sunset, it’s the gloaming.

I settle to watch, inspired by that instant moment,
When day gives over to night a regal bestowment.

Lights begin to shimmer, as we near twilight.
Across the horizon created a radiant glow so bright.

This magical moment captured with a deep ruby hue.
Detailing an...

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   The sun peeked out cautiously 
     on the rain-drenched land 

   Gathered her rays across the skies' way 
     toward the shore’s tight-packed sand

   Stopped of a sudden, as she noticed a flower ~
     petals upward,...

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