Open Poetry #15 |
The Last Goodbye |
Rick Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 2903Victoria, Australia |
He sat within a corner, among a scattered crowd With music soft and lovely, but voices turned up loud Drowning in a sorrow of tears that he had shed As down he put a little note, from which these words were read They said; To you my darling, I know that you will grieve As many, many times I too have done But love has come a calling to me on this fine day And finally again I’ve found the sun Our years have been existing by habit and by hope By dowry small which God with faith had given But now I find it’s time to stretch and use my freedom wings Believing in my heart, there’s more to liven I’ve given all I thought I could with every passing year But felt that everyday I came up short If not for guilt which held me back, I’d long ago have gone But what’s a life when all around there’s naught? But today I woke contented with a prophets words of hope Which told me that the day had come for change And though I felt quite frightened to fall from habits hold I’ve gone to find my placement, in a world that’s all so strange So now I’m wandering somewhere in search of better way Where future brings me more than sorrows pain I’m sorry for the little note but all its words are true I’ve gone to try and start my life again Be it God or will that guides, or love that holds me near The many years of love, I’m glad we had Intentions they were honest, as true as oceans blue But fruit we both called love turned slowly bad Goodbye my once true darling, farewell and easy go Seek joy and love, which somewhere well does wait Cry not for wasted pains of time when something seemed to change Seek your place of need before too late He felt the pain in every word, as tears they still did flow Blamed her and he for letting true love die Heard not the words she’d spoken when things just got too much Until this day, until this note had said the last goodbye |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Rick, Sounds to me like you wrote the note and did not deliver it yet? But if you did, good luck. Enjoyed the read. |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
Sounds more like you received the note, and now that you realize what is gone, you have discovered the treasure of the ages... and then again, it could just be a poem, and well done, indeed.... |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Rick~ This is tender emoting~ 'He sat within a corner, among a scattered crowd With music soft and lovely, but voices turned up loud' I greatly enjoyed the imagery in this verse. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee |
Dear Rick, I hope all works out for all involved. Parting is never easy, even if you hate each other. But if this is your decision, then fare thee well. I hope your road is paved with wisdom and strength. And never stop growing. Keep writing My Friend. Sincerely, Regina And if this is just a poem, then you did well in convincing me! [This message has been edited by rwood (edited 08-09-2001).] |
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Rick Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 2903Victoria, Australia |
To all my friends, thank you for your replies, I sit here happily but my heart keeps pounding out these words, don't know what it means really, but good to share, when writing of love and goodness over the weeks, this must be the reaction to compensate. Regina, all is well here, the pen can be deceiving, but words somehow relieving. Thank you all. Be well Rick |
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