Poem -
Journey’s end
It’s not now
That fuels this fear,
It’s not these breaths
That sear my lungs,
Nor current views
that pierce these eyes,
Only the past
Can claim these laurels.
Age has tempered
Unknown fears,
Age has cooled
The inhaled,
Wisdom caused
Me look away,
Time past
Leaves empty husks,
I hold tight
The remembered,
My anchor
The unforgiven,
My burden
Promise only,
Relief
years given.
Call it journey’s end
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Comments
This is brilliant JOHN!!..... only a person with an honest understanding of himself and slipstream of time could produce a write like this....,, truly insightful poetic prose here dear poet brother!!......"I hold tight the remembered..".... excellent phrasing throughout!!......ALL STARS!!..... well done...... LOVE and ROCKETS!!.....T xo ?☀✴♥✳??
Tony my friend, your praise means so much. Life has slowed my pen. Occurrences good and tragic robbed my time and the words build up and demand an audience.
your opinion is valuable
john
Thank you, and thank for your time
john