Today's poem was written at a time when I was thinking about my writing ... how I might improve it ... what subject to tackle next ... how to tweak some of the tons of things I've written ... and about how ... someday ... for me ... all this will come to a halt ...
That can be a gloomy thought, I know ... but I prefer to look at the bright side of the coin, even while knowing, all along, that the coin has another, darker side, too.
Today's poem deals with that other side, but in a way, I hope, that simply looks at reality ... with a dash of hope for the reader ... the knowledge that things will go on, as always.
Meanwhile, I have been blessed to be able to write, and to be permitted to share what I have written (and that includes this "blog"; I noticed recently that, to date, there have been about 65,800 visits paid to "Chosen Words." Thank you, one and all!).
As much as the writing itself ... which sometimes comes in pauses and starts, and sometimes with difficulty, but always brings a certain satisfaction when it's finished, awaiting a polishing or two ... I have enjoyed the reactions of readers.
To say that I have basked in their comments is a vast understatement.
Still, I know it will all end someday. It must. It will.
This poem is about that. I think it pretty well tells its own story ... and I don't think it's a sad story, really, just an acknowledgment of the inevitable ... but also a celebration of the present. Thank you for being a part of that celebration.
The poem:
That can be a gloomy thought, I know ... but I prefer to look at the bright side of the coin, even while knowing, all along, that the coin has another, darker side, too.
Today's poem deals with that other side, but in a way, I hope, that simply looks at reality ... with a dash of hope for the reader ... the knowledge that things will go on, as always.
Meanwhile, I have been blessed to be able to write, and to be permitted to share what I have written (and that includes this "blog"; I noticed recently that, to date, there have been about 65,800 visits paid to "Chosen Words." Thank you, one and all!).
As much as the writing itself ... which sometimes comes in pauses and starts, and sometimes with difficulty, but always brings a certain satisfaction when it's finished, awaiting a polishing or two ... I have enjoyed the reactions of readers.
To say that I have basked in their comments is a vast understatement.
Still, I know it will all end someday. It must. It will.
This poem is about that. I think it pretty well tells its own story ... and I don't think it's a sad story, really, just an acknowledgment of the inevitable ... but also a celebration of the present. Thank you for being a part of that celebration.
The poem:
ENJOY THAT SILENCE
When all the leafy
branches have closed
behind me and my
footsteps have drifted
into nothing, I hope
there will be no
searching parties sent
to seek new meaning
in what I was trying
to say. I had no hidden
agenda, no secrets
in my surface-dwelling
statements. So when
the silence descends,
as it surely must, please
accept it. And enjoy.
© 2006
(Published in the Spring 2006 - 40th Anniversary Edition - of ICON)
Today's word: inevitable
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