Poem -
A Letter to Agnes
Tears will fall when Agnes is gone;
look how they mock—look how they now scorn
and righteous voices will mournfully sing
though, they see her as a mean old thing
They’ll lay flowers by her gossamer hair
and say sweet things she’ll never hear.
So, fuck! the hypocrites, Agnes
stars still come out at nigh for your eyes to see,
stand, smile sweetly in the summer rain
Your hockey team will lose time and time again
just try to celebrate; through the pain
Agnes, cruel may seem the hand of fate
Still, when we see another day has come,
we must try, and dive into the ‘Pools of Faith’
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Wow! what a gorgeous ink Chris!
XX Lisa
kisses Lisa, your words are appreciated
The title got me for a start and the subject too.Pretty close to the bone for me actually Christopher,but I enjoyed the write a lot.
Cheers Byd0nz.
Cheers BydOnz. glad you liked, it's a write for my mom who is 78, her middle name is Agnes....hugs my friend
It's typical that the sweet words we don't get to hear while we are still here would surely be said while we're gone...So many of them who never really cared while we are here end up caring when we are gone...Nice write Chris...It got me thinking!
Hey Rose,
thanks for great comment, forgive me for being judge-mental at times, but certain things become very obvious and I hate hypocrisy in all forms, yes it has always bothered me, this professional mourning mode folks get into....I'm seeing too many things around me when it comes to how certain people are treating my mom, and it's making me even more dark and cynical, lol... stay sweet my friend
Hi Christopher I love everything about this
write I read it before i went to bed, So surreal
as I dreamed of a Woman Agnes smiling and laughing
I have no idea who your Agnes is,and think it was because
your poem was the last I read last night
I guess your words surly stayed with me as I slept
A Great thought provoking write
Best wishes my friend
Hey Deborah, your feedback brings a tear to my eye; not a bad thing sometimes, thank you. Agnes is my mom, she has been having a lot of age related issues for a month or so, funny that you mentioned seeing a smiling laughing woman in that dream, she has always been full of laughter, doesn't take anything seriously, even now, lol....thanks for great comment my friend, it means more to me than I can express, hugs
Holy crap C~MONEY!!....what a fantastic write brother...... been missing this kind write around here........Friggin' LOVE "THE CURE" !!....you painted an homage to those guys here... as I read along with the song...... your words became the music of hope my friend...... Brilliant jam man!!......PINNED this one!!.......thanx for the high five!!........" In Pools Of Faith"........smokin' grooves ....smokin' ass grooves!!........ LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xo. ?✳✴☀
Dude, you're the best! what can I say, o I love your 'Pools of Faith' expression I had to put it in quotes, such a brilliant expression....I didn't think anyone on her knew who the Cure is, that is amazing....The write is about my mom whose name is Agnes, and I kept hearing the song 'Close to Me' by the Cure in my head, and Robert Smith has had a very tragic past, bouts of depression, yet creating some of the best music even made on this planet, this song in particular I've been listening to since it came out in the eighties, if you get a chance check out the video where the group tumbles off a cliff while in a closet and continues playing music lol; best video of all time, I'll try to find it and put it on here....peace and love my brother
Beautiful poetry Chris; it felt lyrical like a Don MacLean could sing or Simon & GarfunK
a treat to read this special poem about your mom;
all the best Jai:)
It would be great if we could weed out people we don’t want at our funeral.If you can’t treat
me good in life don’t bother afterward.Some people try to make a funeral about themselves
as ugly as that is.Hypocrites abound! Such a sweet son looking out for his mother.Beautifully
said.Bravo!
Barbara, I almost missed your comment, so glad you like this one, I'm an only child so I guess I have to look out for me mom; I call her 'Molly' you are very sweet to say those things, I'm glad it said something to you, thanks for commenting, have great day, cheers, poet