"Living The Tontine..."

"Living The Tontine..."

A Poem by Chris
"

A new year...

"

“Living The Tontine…”

 

Memories so often test our realities -

with noon "midnights",

and midnight "sunrises".

 

The yearly "missing friends" toasts

don't get longer but the memories...

the memories take more consciousness

and the "stare" -

the thousand-yard stare

draws me to the abyss

and silently holds me captive

as all the hands beckon, reach, and wave -

until it’s my turn to join them.

 

Chris

© 2024 Chris


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The trick to passing by unfortunate souls who are determined to stain your own path with their colorful mark...
The thousand yard stare.
We have seen it all, violence does not matter, silence is the end solution to a long line of unfulfilled resolutions...
What we are and what we wanted to be, so often caught between sleep and the fear of dreams.
Maybe I will slink to the middle of the line and hope for another go round before I join anything...
Excellently penned.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Chris

3 Months Ago

This is a thought-full comment and is appreciated. Thank you.
apennylate

3 Months Ago

Absolutely, cheers
I have missed your writing and I am very happy to read it again. You really inspire people with ur emotions and words :)))

Posted 3 Months Ago


Chris

3 Months Ago

It's been a long time...welcome back.
memories remains deeply
a great poem to write

Posted 4 Months Ago


Concise, precise and lovely...like the juxtaposing imagery...

Posted 4 Months Ago


Chris

4 Months Ago

Your visit is appreciated... take care.
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mou
Isolation and memories are the best and worst pals. At first, I started to read your poem in a new year night, but slowly it drifts into a more serious and poignant alley.
"...with noon "midnights",
and midnight "sunrises"..."
Only you can do this!
-mou

Posted 7 Months Ago


Chris

7 Months Ago

We really aren't alone - until we are.
This is quite an emotional read, expressed your feelings well

Posted 7 Months Ago


Chris

7 Months Ago

Thank you.
I think when your friends start dying... and you stop getting phone calls and emails.... you realize that you are pretty much headed in that direction...I feel that way now,,, that the stare becomes longer and the abyss could take me anytime....very important concept for me....
Warmly, B

Posted 8 Months Ago


Chris

8 Months Ago

So few remember - that it CAN be anytime at all...
Betty Hermelee

8 Months Ago

Yes….you're welcome Chris
Warmly, B
Me too my friend. Yes Chris. I have become the oldest in the family. Old friends, my mentors voices and laughter are missed. Powerful and worthwhile thoughts shared.
Coyote

Posted 8 Months Ago


Chris

8 Months Ago

The hardest part is 7 places empty at the 8 place dining room table.
Coyote Poetry

8 Months Ago

I remember my grandparent house. The big dinners. Family re-unions.
Wow. Tremendous work. You paint this picture well and evoke the melancholy. Superb.

Posted 8 Months Ago


Chris

8 Months Ago

Semper Fi...
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FPW
As you say, life as we live it….with friends falling by the wayside until there is only one left standing holding all the memories. It’s a sad reality of life. Poignant thoughts.

Posted 9 Months Ago



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Added on January 6, 2024
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Lansing, MI



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