Coming Back
i do not mean to be
unkind but the very idea of coming back
goes against the grain if that is what you think so be it
you can't go home
again no experience can be repeated exactly
even deja vu is said to be a
trick of the brain in trying to remember
(put back together) we are tricked into
thinking it has happened before
still it is always with us crawling beneath the
surface burning the skin
mongrel dog what we think we cannot stand
sure
enough happens when least expected
the pain of it
all an explosion dropped without a care
lost we stand
witness and then it is over
the little
grasshopper in the chest stops when all along it never took a rest
not a day off it
did its' work strong without complaint
there will be no return when it is over it is over
no one is
expected there is no knock at the door silence persists
this very day will
not come again nor this season nor will i
February 2, 2016
12 comments:
Oh I very much share your view... there is no reverse, not way to return.. and if there where I would not really like it I think
Oh, I really like this poem, Annell. In fact, it was YOUR poem that inspired the poem I just wrote for this prompt. (Hope you will take a look.) I tend to agree with you that there is no return. Once the day, the season, life passes, it will not return again. Well penned!!
I most like that little grasshopper in the chest, doing its endless work.........."it never took a rest....strong without complaint...." Very cool, Annell.
Beautifully written :)
Nicely done, and your format caused me to find this tiny poem, which I love:
what we think
happens
an explosion
we stand witness
I accept the finality of life & death ~ Lovely thoughts and thanks for sharing ~
These are my favorite sections:
"still it is always with us crawling beneath the surface burning the skin
mongrel dog"
"the little grasshopper in the chest stops"
Nice! Your format leads to variations in the read, re-read... ironically, it comes back differently every time. Well done.
I enjoyed reading your take on the prompt and loved your closing line, very definite.
you can't go home again no experience can be repeated exactly
even deja vu is said to be a trick of the brain in trying to remember
I absolutely love this. Thank you for joining my prompt.
You and I feel similarly about this. Well written!
GreaTest risk of hoping
to live again.. is the
reality of never living
now.. so much to do
so much to see..
yet so
much to forget
that now even exists..:)
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