Envy

When once we walked among the trees

equals in every measure

Both felt the blowing of the breeze

that bespoke of life’s true treasure

 

We were once best friends together

whose futures seemed boundless and bright

Shall that friendship part forever

with the dousing of our loves light

 

All was unknown, unseen, untasted

emotions we had yet to show

Now what's left are feelings wasted

the things that helped to make us grow

 

Shall they turn into bitterness

to cover failings of our own

Then douse down those whom others bless

from a heart that has turned to stone

 

Through common things and days events

for each moment there comes an end

With our lives joys and discontents

we choose whether we will ascend

 

One by one choices pass away

grasping those that we most savor

Oh may we not selfishly sway

to envy those, others favor

Tate

Author's Note

I think many times on the friends whose lives have effected my own.So many times I wonder why I had such a hard life. The truth is I had a good life and I am very blessed to have the family and friends that I call my own. Envy, jealousy and all that goes with it always leads to pain and misery. Be happy to be alive and well.And hope for this fleeting moment that you might be given the chance to share in another s fate and love.For what else can any of us hope for?

Reviews

[Kate Hunter]

You're a wonderful friend. I just wanted you to know that. Keep up the writing. I have to say, I had to back up and re-read it over again twice. Well done.

[Adam M. Snow]

This is really good...I like it

[Remmy]

This was a great poem. Describes a lot of friendships, including one of mine.

[Elaenor Aisling]

Very good. Really enjoyed reading this. :)

[Lilly]

I agree. Nothing good can come of such envy - we must have hope and be happy for what we have and for those close to us... no matter how hard or bad things may seem, there is always something beautiful, something to smile about - it's just a matter of reminding ourselves of this.

A beautiful poem Tate. Thought provoking, beautifully written with lovely and effective rhyme and sentiment.

[roarke]

Indeed. I'm afraid friend Tate, that you are going to have to start turning your author notes into some non-poetic pieces. At this juncture they are inseparable, each adding depth to the other. As with your graphic art, there is another side of your literary talents. Try it.

[LadyNaida]

I agree with your statement Tate. We have to treasure the moments we have before us and be grateful fro all we have. truly you are blessed in more ways than you know. I am just blessed by reading your poems. God bless you!

[Raven Starhawk]

I stumble upon this expecting something marvelous and you never disappoint. I was taken in by your sentiments and given a wonderful world outside my own even if it might be more realistic than I can ever hope for. Anyway I loved reading this and thank you for writing it.

[Crowley]

The feeling of friendship new and old is one that is hard to explain or measure. The bonds formed are equal to that of family and at points go beyond. It is sad that sometimes those relationships slip away with time and distance but they are always in your thoughts and you would still go to their side if needed. Nice write Tate....I loved it.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Porporus eqivilent to the dredges of religion and icon, a most dazzaling piece, wel done