I’m Alone
With only my memories…
I sit alone on the hill
and watch the sunset…
Faces float by in surreal silence
And, In words
only I can hear,
each tells a story of My life,
unadorned with gratuitous Words
of praise and solicitude…
With each face,
With each story,
I know where I have failed and
Corrupted my own existence.
On the still sultry air,
I hear ‘could have been’ echoes
Through the lonely caverns
Of my soul.
I sit alone
as the Sun hastens
The night
and the demons
Of regret and remorse.
A Life so frivolously wasted
On Wanderlust and Longing.
So it must be
that a life be lived
In such disarray
no matterThe Cause…
For it is fodder
for theFools to come.
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@Billy Ray Chitwood – April 29, 2016-RW
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Great poem, Billy Ray, though full of regret. The last lines are fabulous.
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Oh, yes, I have regrets – from many edges! I use it in my writing. The poem was written in 2016, very likely after too many cocktails. Life has been good! I just ‘whine’ occasionally! All good things to you and yours… ♥
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Well written Billy Ray, sad though …. still, it’s worth observing the sadness as the opposite of happiness. 😉
You can’t know one without the other, right? xox
eden
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So true, dear Eden! Life is good! ‘Regrets, I’ve had a few! too few to mention’… You make a good point, happiness is better assessed with a few regrets…also helps in writing! xox
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This is a powerful poem, Billy Ray. For us retired folks, we look back and wonder, “what if” or “If only” or so many other possibilities. It seems we question until we are able to let it go. Blessings to you.
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Thank you, dear Gwen. Regrets make happiness taste sweeter! Also helps us methinks in our writing! My very best to you – and glad you’re home safely from the wedding of your son! ♥♥♥
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Your poem reads like a description of a soul in purgatory. It’s poignant and powerful. Good one.😊
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Thanks, Vashti. Good observation! Great week to you… ♥
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Thank you, my friend. Great week to you too. ❤
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Thanks, dear Vashti! ♥
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This is a terrific poem, Billy Ray.
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Thanks so much, dear Robbie. Enjoy the weekend coming up 1 ♥♥♥
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Poignant, yet lovely. Nicely done, Billy Ray. Hugs.
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Thank you, Teagan. I’m honored with your comment! ♥
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