Open Poetry #50 |
The End Of A Line |
jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
My father’s family have all gone wherever the deceased go. My mother’s too, for that matter. And my wife . . . well, she passed far to early, several years ago, taking with her all the children we would have loved, but couldn’t have. Now it’s just me, far older than I ever thought I could ever be, proved by looking in the mirror, seeing the distortion the glass now projects. I’ve died a thousand deaths, one for every day she’s been gone and not once have I contemplated ending it on a sour note – suicide has never been a choice, could never be a choice. Today though, I realize Mother Nature, for whatever reason, has determined, I am the end of a line. My family has been retired. My name ends with me. We probably won’t even be a footnote in history. No flame of glory, nothing extraordinary, just another of Nature’s experiments that’s come to an end. No, when I go, it’ll be kicking and screaming to the end. I won’t make it easy, I won’t do her job for her . . . To get rid of me, and mine, and all we’ve ever loved, Mother Nature’s going to have to commit . . . Genocide!
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
you have dark thoughts here, my friend, we can only respect that, and let the nature decide, i share this good questionning too, have a good day yann |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
"it’ll be kicking and screaming" I still have those thoughts, my dark friend. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Jimmy, I admire your zest for life. Me, I'm more along the lines of, "I'm glad that's over". ~L |
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