In the End

In the End

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

Autumn, again
remains of all I've left behind
this year: a decade

my sixth, finds me
tidying ledgers
sifting through leaves

the shallow graves of old friends
long ago accounts
closed. A few musty thoughts

lifted from the youth-
full notebooks I kept
as a hedge against

the inevitable tide
pulling back to the sea
brings me to the edge

of my senses, dark well
of a mind's declination:
the gray matters of a life

like grass, need cutting
the unkindness of a scythe
harvesting the artless

declension of a language, 
denouement to the plague
of posies, black eyed ravens

circling overhead. In the end
I surmise the last pages of a book
will outlive the ink.

Ken e Bujold

© 2022 Ken e Bujold


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Belated birthday greetings Ken.

Black eyed ravens
circling overhead

Yes, tha autumn years do have a habit of bringing those nasty ravens hovering. Not an avian friend I can warm too :)

Quite a dark and brooding write, albeit superbly penned my friend. Plenty of emotion in these lines.

Chris

Posted 2 Years Ago


It still astounds me how autumny the feel is of this later adulthood in our life. My "stuff" of a younger self was stored in a dilapidating ancestral home and that was in the last decade was demolished and sold. Little or nothing survives of that and here online is quite a similar, if digitally unfolding. The bytes will continue to spout and it shall outlive I suspect my wifi connectivity. Superb Ken.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Deep and powerful thoughts shared Ken.
"circling overhead. In the end
I surmise the last pages of a book
will outlive the ink."
The above lines. I think about also. What will we leave behind? Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 2 Years Ago


Well done, and Happy Belated Birthday! While reading I visualized and felt so many emotions. I especially liked the last sentence. I'm looking forward to reading your next year's birthday poem .... 'lil dot ...


Posted 2 Years Ago


Ken e Bujold

2 Years Ago

thanks lil. hope to still be around to write it :)

ken
Ken e Bujold

2 Years Ago

thanks lil. hope to still be around to write it :)

ken
lildot

2 Years Ago

You better be
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Gee
Belated birthday wishes Ken, hope you had a good day.
I too turned 60 this year, in April, and celebrated by going to Italy in February to watch rugby, then France in May to cycle 500 miles over 5 days for charity, then in July it was off to Portugal with my wife and 7 good friends, September to the Greek island of Corfu with my beloved wife and scattered between numerous celebratory meals and 2 weekends away. Best time of my life
Anyway, your poem. Looking more to the bleak than bright with eyes and thoughts focused on the time left and not the time spent...I think:))
Good to read you

Posted 2 Years Ago


I sense a fatalism in these words that is neither optimistic nor pessimistic but tries to describe the reality of what we believe to be unreal to trust, our emotions. In the big picture we are indeed blank pages.

Winston

Posted 2 Years Ago


Ken e Bujold

2 Years Ago

that about sums it. My birthday poem. every year I write one on the day, a sort of summing up of a y.. read more
W. Barrett Munn

2 Years Ago

I agree with Jacob that there is definitely some Plath lurking.
Congrats, I thought it stell.. read more
sounds so Plath-like.
autumn...nearing the end...filling the pages as much as we are allowed before it is over.
That is what we will leave...our legacy will be the words we have written.
Are they worth anything....we hope so, but that will be determined by others
after we are gone...not us.
This poem is so damn good...."harvesting the declension of language"...wish I had written that line.
j.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Ken e Bujold

2 Years Ago

thank you Jacob. was channeling Heaney more so than anyone I think. I was (am) a huge fan of his wor.. read more
W. Barrett Munn

2 Years Ago

That means you’d rather write than shovel, I guess.

W.
Speaking from the eighth decade, I am sorry to tell you it gets no better. The familiar changes, people pass and the clock seems inclined to sprint. On the other hand, I have been reading Marcus Aurelius of late, and the noble old Roman reminds us that we have never owned more than the present moment. Own that as fully as you can, for it's really all that is.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Ken e Bujold

2 Years Ago

i am a fan of the Stoics myself John. Partial to Seneca and the young Cato. the movement had a huge .. read more

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