It's All I Want From You

It's All I Want From You

A Poem by Glenna.
"

I have something else you can hand me besides lemons, Life.

"

I think I'm growing again...

changing

adapting

creating

adjusting.

I know none of this is meant to be a burden,

for this is a gift from the love found in Life.

But for me, I have been given enough already.

Too much.

I appreciate the gesture, Life,

but it is not needed.

I am wealthy in all that I had come into the world with:

Passion.

Family.

Trust.

Love.

Though you have given me so much, Life 

there is one thing I would like you to do,

to take away but one thing-

Movement.

Let me enjoy you, Life.

Let me bask in your ever-changing moments.

Allow me to experience the stillness of

wind on a summer night.

Enable me to appreciate the people I love

for a longer time than you usually allow.

Why such a strict schedule?

Permit me to gain energy from the sun that would never set

in your unchanging climate, for to sleep is to miss

crucial seconds of your rapidly evolving moments 

that leave you with nothing to do but smile and sigh.

I do not wish to forever eradicate Movement from you, Life.

I merely would like to prolong moments that are moving

faster than the blink of an eye.

It is the one thing I ever wanted from you, Life.

Comply and I will silently leave your nurturing yet crowded heart,

allow room for new souls, and take a

long-awaited stroll in the park with Death

for I have prolonged moments in my pocket, Life.

And I have not missed a thing.

 

 

 

 

© 2009 Glenna.


Author's Note

Glenna.
I thought I would take a chance and venture from my usual stuff... what do you wonderful artists think?

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A very moving piece about moments and memories woven with masterful skill. I enjoyed reading this and it made me reflect a little on my own life. So many people take this life for granted and it passes them by but with this writing comes motivation and hope. We will all meet our end some day and for those of us who find a way to revel in it's sunshine we are blessed.

Posted 15 Years Ago


This poem is beautifully deep and thoughtful. What I like about it most
is the intelligent stillness, I can see you in the middle of a big crowd
and for a long second everything freezes as you ask life to allow you
to enjoy the things God has given. We are a rushing race....we rush to
work, dinner, pick up the kids, church, then we rush to bed so we can wake
up to do it all over again and we wonder why life takes so much time from us.
Very nice poem Glenna I like this keep it up!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


Ohhhhh I do like this! Maybe your poem backs up my belief that we have to live and learn and feel every second of each day.

You've woven your own thoughts and feelings amongst great wording, consequently this post is truly a piece to think about.

'Permit me to gain energy from the sun that would never set / in your unchanging climate, for to sleep is to miss / crucial seconds of your rapidly evolving moments / that leave you with nothing to do but smile and sigh.' That is so beautifully expressed.




Posted 15 Years Ago


Wow! That was amazing! It was really thought-provoking and I honsetly think that this piece is one of the best pieces you've written yet!
Such a complex topic written with such innocence and simplicity.
Just goes to show, that sometimes ventures such as writing this poem, definitely pay off!
Excellent work!
~PaperHearts

Posted 15 Years Ago


This is really deep, It just put's you right into the shoes of the character. I assume is you? It made me wish that life would prolong the moments of life, I have experienced a lot in the short amount of time that I have been in this world... A little too much some people may say, but all the experience just helps me understand beautiful pieces such as the one I just read.

I really enjoyed your writing, and this is going as my first favorite. Thanks.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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