my last poem

my last poem

A Poem by Emily B
"

aiming and failing again

"

if these

were my last words

to you

 

I might remind you

to be honest

 

in the way

I never could be.

 

I might say

 

that your voice

is the most important thing

 

always remember

to care for it.

 

You may wonder

 

how

 

you will live without me

 

but you will find me again

when the wind

brushes your cheek dry--

 

when the night

wraps you in gentle arms

and lays you down.

 

I cannot be all I want

just now

 

But one day . . .

 

I will be more.


© 2012 Emily B


Author's Note

Emily B
if I were to be eaten by a tiger or give up writing for good these would not be the words I would leave behind, my legacy's a little lumpy and this is not useful at all

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Not useful? Makosica is right; who among us really finds our work useful? And yet, you are greater than most. I can only second what Makosica has already said. When I read this, it reminds me of the piece you did for "The Poet's Voice", hearing you read it aloud. Very well done, Emily Burns. We stand in awe.

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Still it's sweet, as i would leave nought behind, an empty space, that would be filled almost the very second i left, so to leave something behind, must mean you have touched peoples lives.

The poem is excellent

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To me this was so very useful.

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Dear Emily you have a great gift of getting inside emotion and bringing it to vivid life thank you for your eloquent brilliance.
And so the evolution of self continues as we grow and recognize with time we can be more than we imagined.
Well i beg to differ this is quite useful!!!!

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We always do want to be much more..which is good..aspiring is always good but Emily you to me are a beautiful soul as you are what i see from your words..i can not imagine better than you already are...:)
This writing is honest,beautiful and with a subtle hint of melancholy in it.

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Can't be all you want..but what about being just what the other needs..well long to do better..few of us are ever satistied..also, how can one know just how well another can survive without them..lola nd God bless..Kathie

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god, to how many questions this answers...

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I think that this is beautiful. It gave me a feeling of comfort, even through the sadness of "lastness."

As a side note, I truly hope you will never be eaten by a Tiger ... be safe wandering out there so that you don't come across one, alright?

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lol...you are way not too gone to leave your last words but emilys do that,we all know...
these words are a world of serenity and this is what everyone will remember Emily Burns for.:-)

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well..if this is your last... i will be reading it for ages...
a wonderfully written peice...very deep and touching...
hope this end is a new start to many more writes...

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