A beautiful poignant sad piece of poetry. That is heartfelt, emotional and sentimental. Yesteryears of times that once were full of joy and happiness and now. Just reminders of those times well spent with family and children.
There is not only sadness here I feel there may have been friction in earlier years over choices. Time is a great healer, we see through the eyes of a parent as we become older, even though we are still the child.
Chris
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
you are astute, my friend...thanks for understanding,
j.
I sense a certain lingering sadness here my friend... I wonder hope and pray, if not too far off mark.. whether writing helps... I know it does me.. just askin, coz I'm curious and coz I care... N
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
never off the mark, my friend...thank you for your words, Neville.....often what i write has to do w.. read morenever off the mark, my friend...thank you for your words, Neville.....often what i write has to do with the past....but there is a certain cathartic nature to writing, always.
j.
5 Years Ago
bless ya jacob my friend.. I share that view too.
N.
Sometimes it takes almost a lifetime to appreciate the lessons a father tries to teach. Sometimes the lifetime passes on and the memory of the lesson is forgotten along with the father. Then, unfortunately its too late and the remembrance is filled with regret. Very strong statement - Jacob.
You shared words, places and life. A hard journey described. Lessons learn, good and bad. Make us what we become. Thank you Jacob for sharing the powerful words and thoughts.
Coyote
I detect sad undertones in this poem. The loss, accepting of eventuality.... and moving on with life, carrying the burden of memories. That's the picture I received from reading your words, Jacob.
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
i like that, Mrudula....definitely in there as you saw...
thank you for the kind review, read morei like that, Mrudula....definitely in there as you saw...
thank you for the kind review,
j.
The opening stanza is sublime in setting the scene. He has been through much but defiantly lives on and even enjoys life at long last. As always a thinkler to set images swirling and sending the imagination into overdrive.
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..