Fay Slimm.

Destined.

 

 

Destined.

 

I prayed for love's future but see
in late summer raw
need for time to spin backwards
and find spring
where plans stood pine-tall and
action cajoled 
to exercise patience as opening  
were seeds of hope.  

 

We laughed at inordinate hurry
of moments and made
jokes about bearing hard roads  
still ahead,
now tho' with loneliness pared
to the bone I
know positive  forecasts were
pre-destined to lie.

 

Days weep for the nights when
moonglow lit distance,
longing for paradise as winter
struck health we
wisely coped so why then had  
one star to go
orbiting forward yet its chosen 
mate could not follow ?

 

Comments6

  • orchidee

    Good write Fay.

  • peto

    Painful Fay
    But beautifully so

  • MendedFences27

    Revealing a sad loss, yet ever so sweetly. Your poem cries for the oft wished for return to happier times, and bemoans the bitterness of loss. This poem of destiny's raw treatment of loved ones and the pain of missing them, rings like a warning bell to all who read it. Just lovely Fay. - Phil A.

  • Suresh

    Your words have always been mesmerizing, exposing the subjects woes.

  • dusk arising

    We are left with questions and a deep longing to find meaningful answers..

    But there are no answers to loss, no answers to disappointments, no answers to unfulfilled dreams......

    And still the stars look down upon us as some other couples walk along the beach. Beneath the stars we learn that we just don't matter in the great scheme of things, to sit back, relax and be thankful.

    Beautiful words of life from you today.

  • Goldfinch60

    Wonderful emotive write Fay. May that star rise again.

    Andy



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