Facing our own mortality can be brutal hard and scary at first. I hope it’s a long way off for us all but at same time look forward to seeing my passed on relatives and creator my God that I personally believe in. I will miss my family and kids and nature
Posted 2 Months Ago
2 Months Ago
Yes, there are folks I look forward to seeing again if that is what happens.
thank you, Julie.. read moreYes, there are folks I look forward to seeing again if that is what happens.
thank you, Julie,
j.
Death is a must to us all; when our time comes, we turn back to dust. Our spirits will await judgement day when God recreates new bodies for our spirits and face His judgement.
Until then, let us leave a good legacy and help humanity in good ways.
Best wishes on your journey Jacob.
I must admit that being older than you Jacob i get this feeling of slipping into a peaceful cloud and letting it take me away , but then my stubborn soul kicks out and i shake it off for the time being. I try to remember that round the next corner there might be something i don't want to miss 😄
Stella
Posted 2 Months Ago
2 Months Ago
Yes, I get it....and I am rounding as many corners as I can now...with time getting slimmer.
.. read moreYes, I get it....and I am rounding as many corners as I can now...with time getting slimmer.
j.
I believe you lines we won’t go quietly until we do, is absolutely correct. This whole poem is more to the fact and blunt about when the times come for departure of this earth and it is done well with inside thoughts poured into it
Posted 2 Months Ago
2 Months Ago
I know, I seldom write so bluntly, but every so often a theme calls for that...and I am directed by .. read moreI know, I seldom write so bluntly, but every so often a theme calls for that...and I am directed by the muse, a conduit...I get little say in what I write...most often I feel like a plagiarist rather than a writer.
thank you, P.B.
j.
2 Months Ago
I really enjoyed the blunt matter of fact thought in this poem. It was like taking a stroll through .. read moreI really enjoyed the blunt matter of fact thought in this poem. It was like taking a stroll through someone’s thoughts swirling. I enjoyed this poem
dear Jacob... your feelings are predictable... somehow I believe that it is not your Time... and so you can sip the Cool water and feel the Glow of a new Day,,, and Stay until we can gather at the River where Angels Pray. softly, Pat
Posted 2 Months Ago
2 Months Ago
for me, the gathering will be at a lake in Vermont.
thank you and bless you, Pat,
j.
2 Months Ago
Awww... the trees must be beautiful in Vermont and the River bursting with Sighs... we need to linge.. read moreAwww... the trees must be beautiful in Vermont and the River bursting with Sighs... we need to linger through the Spring and Summer as we hunger for closure on our Journey... to the Galaxy where our loved ones walk the paths of Gold. Tenderly, Pat
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..