Forever Skies
It all stems from when I was a child.
I'd look up to the bright blue with its rows of clouds.
The thought of how it went on and on.
Just like we do,
Until the dark black falls upon.
My day is done I close my eyes.
The time rolls on, and a distant vague memory surfaces from when I was young.
How a beautiful sight could bring back such a negative thought.
It use to scare that little boy,
But my worries are deeper more my level of vision.
It is so hard now to look up when all I can do is look forward.
Still it lies in the back of mind looming ever so closer.
With every lightless day end I repetitiously slip into bed.
Another day gone I close my eyes.
I now try to draw fourth what i would love and give anything to be again,
But that scared little kid looking up to the bright blue future.
Why it seems everything has escaped me as I built myself up to secure a legacy.
No longer am I depended upon nor have I use in the cranks and levers that wheel the grand machine.
I'll wait awhile for time to slow and become just right,
And in return a dark night,
Cause my days are done i'll say sad goodbyes.
I close my eyes I now belong to forever skies.
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No matter how long you suppress a fragile memory, no matter how many years later even as a grown up, you shall have no knowledge of when this thought shall rear its horrors, creeping, lurking in thy subconscious, just waiting to attack, often small children fear death and see it in a traumatic way that i haunts even in sleep, upon growing old i doesn't seem so frightening,
a creative write, Devon , well done. Xx love Nardine
Thank you again nardine this is my favorite poem that i have ever written and you got the idea the one that has followed me from childhood inspiring this write. No one realizes how underrated the word forever is thus bringing on fear of death.
Thank you and much love back to you Nardine.
Really a fantastic honest piece ofÂ
writing; I enjoyed the imagery and theÂ
sincerity of the writer and the meaningÂ
behind the words, this is the merit ofÂ
poetry to reveal the subconsciousÂ
and you did it justice,
well done poet Devon!! Luv from Jai:)
Jai my man thank you so much. This is one of my treasured ones. I started writing when I was 14 and when I picked it up a few years ago even though so.e time had lapsed in between writes this is one of the first ones I did so I appreciate the luv.
I re read and realised how immenseÂ
this poem is, I really like this poem,
all the best Jai:)Â
It means so much for someone to travel into my past of poems and happen upon one of my all time favorites that I have written. Im glad you think highly of it, and thank you so much man for checking this one out.
It was good to re read
i would Luv to have this in a book
so I can sit by the fireplace andÂ
drink a mature port with these words you
write; I just woke up and heard theÂ
Orlando news and wrote poetryÂ
because of the shock; but loveÂ
and joy are also obvious reasons toÂ
write a poem and of course reflectionÂ
for which you write about herein this
poem; if I wrote such a great poem
i would print it and frame and placeÂ
above my armchair; cheers from Jai :(Â
not smilng today due to American griefÂ
I hear you, this cowardice is a hard pill to swallow. These evil creatures will get theirs, im sure of it. To hear from you that this is frame worthy at least that is what I think your saying I appreciate that, thanks Jai.
It's amazing to me that you could have written something so "broad in scope" at such a young age........I can see now what you meant about your relationship with death and its hauntingly taunting nature for you....... if you were already aware at such a young age that death itself was a "forever-ness" creeping...... then I am now feeling privileged...... because its the type of insight into a persons psyche that is so revealing .......and most often is NEVER shared in a public forum........ explains SO MUCH!!.... the drive to 'work hard" and participate in the 9 to 5 thing was cemented early on...... because like you said you saw the importance of building a legacy...... because the "ever-awareness" of death's breath being so immediate had to be frightening ~ especially when you were younger...... like DEANO so astutely pointed out it becomes less frightening or perhaps a better comparison would be that you make friends with the awareness of it as you grow older.......I agree with JAI MASTERS!!.... this is something you should be EXTREMELY proud of...... because its relevance will only become more profound as you grow older......... frame it brother ~ we both INSIST!! (smiles)..... you're gifted in your mind my friend....... and THAT!!... puts you far ahead in the game when it comes to writing....... your foundation and the awareness of it especially........ is a rare gift...... it's no wonder that you're excelling so quickly in your endeavor to express yourself with words......I believe in my soul...... you will eventually accomplish the most important thing a writer can accomplish......BE PLEASED WITH YOUR OWN WRITING.... no longer comparing yourself to other writers....... and simply write for the sheer ground breaking pleasure of it!!..... not many can ever say that...... it's much more common to point out your own shortcomings....... you will accomplish great things if you just keep writing daily & trust in your own gift...... that inner voice you were born to share with us all!!.........awesome poem my friend!!.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xo
Wow! Iam beyond thanks with this comment. I tell you truly what has kept me striving on the site of Cosmofunnel is the great support encouragement of you and Cherie over the few years I've been here, there others too but you and C have been the most supportive and I can't say how thankful iam for that. In those years I have been jealous envious inspired and yes I have learned to write as my own although so many around me and before me have helped me progress my voice. I completely agree a writers greatest accomplishment is accepting his voice, great way of putting that brother. Im gona have to type that poem out and find a frame lol. Means a lot big bro, thank you for this....Peace!