Everything draws to a close, all
things –
words, wine, meetings with
friends, evenings
pleated through with cursive laughter,
the delight of the deepest
yearnings.
The flame that will choose to
burn softer
before it drops down with the
mothwings.
The breeze that feathers nights,
after
the slow spiral of the hot mornings.
One by one the lines and the
chapters
till the last, till there remains
nothing.
Melancholy, beautiful, and true.
ReplyDeleteExcept that while I am still here, before I too turn to nothing, I have and hug to myself memories of things and people who have gone.
Well said. I hug them hard to myself too.
DeleteBeautifully written - esp loved "pleated through with cursive laughter"
ReplyDeleteThanks, glad you enjoyed it.
DeleteHi Nila - wonderful verse ... and I love the book you've shown for us to check out - definitely worth a read - it's on my wish list ...
ReplyDeleteYou manage to create delightful trysts for us to think about .. cheers Hilary
Totally phenomenal book! You will love it Hilary.
DeleteThis is a delight. You also reminded me I finished a book and a bottle of wine yesterday and I need to get new ones!
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Those are two things no-one can afford to run out of. :) Happy replacements!
DeleteBeautiful and kind of sad. Even though it's a fact that all things come to a close, it always leaves an empty feeling - whether or not the experience was joyful.
ReplyDeleteEmpty is right somehow.
DeleteEven happy endings are sad. So beautifully written. I know when I want to know how a book ends... but I don't want it to end. But on the bright side. Endings mean new beginnings... so that's good right?
ReplyDeleteWow! I think you've nailed it perfectly. Even happy endings are a little bit sad...
DeleteIt is sad when things have to end.
ReplyDeleteEven the most mundane of things..
DeleteWhat a beautiful elegy. On Saturday I had lunch with two women who have been my friends for 40 years. When we left, we all made a bittersweet pledge to remain friends for the next 40, knowing full well that some or all of us will no longer be here by then. But we will savor what we have.
ReplyDeleteThat's the main thing isn't it? To savour what we have - all the sad and the happy and the bittersweet.. It's just fantastic that you can lunch with friends you've known for 40 years, so very blessed! Wish you more of such lunches!
DeleteThank you so much, Nila. Yes, I feel very lucky indeed. And I also feel very lucky to have met you, even if it's only online!
DeleteMe too ditto absolutely! Thank you for your friendship!
DeleteThis past week a friend came to visit, we had last met in Egypt some five years ago, and our time together has been more online than off-. :) The net is an amazing tool! and we are one lucky generation in that our friendships need not come to a close because of physical distances any more.
Superb phrasing. Blow out the candles, the party is over.
ReplyDeleteThat sums it up very well. Time for a different party :)
DeleteVery well-written!
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteYou captured bittersweet in your verse today. I've been feeling some of that lately.
ReplyDeleteMe too. Probably something to do with all the parties of April and May coming to an end and the difficult season starting here...
DeleteThank you for this piece of wonderment
ReplyDeleteThanks for being here.
DeleteIt's hard to close a book, especially if I've grown to love the characters. But you said it beautifully everything must come to an end, or does it. I like the circle, it has no end, do we?
ReplyDeleteHi, Nila, I'm enjoying my break from all things computer, and yet there is no way to really sign off and stay off. :)
Hi Yolanda! Hope you are logging on from remote Alaska-esque locations and getting lots of R & R! :) Closing books, chapters - it is what we make of it, isn't it? Every ending even if it is a HEA has a kernel of sadness, and every ending has a beginning nested into it...seamlessly, cyclically.
DeleteThe end of the book can be a sad thing sometimes but I'm always happy when I've read a great book. Thanks for sharing your poetry.
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting. Great books can make me feel sad when they end, happily I can start rereading almost immediately, or pick up another...
DeleteLife is fleeting
ReplyDeleteeach moment a life time
yet none last
clanging to each
as they slip away
until only others
remember us
till they too
are forgotten
As always a great job.
Thank you. Well said - life is transient yet eternal. Great to see you back!
DeleteSo beautifully woven Nila! So sad and true!
ReplyDeleteThanks! glad you liked it.
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