I’m no selfless groupie,
No china doll,
No professional intellectual,
Or runway puppet child.
Time, the cruelest of masters,
Will not suffer itself to be cheated or mocked.
We’re pushed forward to an unsure destiny,
But fighting it won’t make it stop.
Life is too real and too brief
To waste it chasing ghosts.
Something that isn’t real
Isn’t worth the time it costs.
Please find the stranger
Who will offer you kind arms
Without greed or glitter or pain.
I hope your ripple in time
Will roll forward to new shores
Filled with meaning and gentle things.
Life is too real and too brief
To waste it chasing ghosts.
Something that isnt real
Isnt worth the time it costs.
A good bye with an underlying bitterness........but a letting go.........emotional piece of writing, and an ending filled with sadness, wonderful imagary captured of new beginnings while you let go.
I have no idea who you are writing about, but really it doesn't matter. You drew me into this poem with the universal theme of saying goodbye to someone, but truly this poem is so much more than that.
"Life is too real and too brief
To waste it chasing ghosts.
Something that isn't real
Isn't worth the time it costs.
Please find the stranger
Who will offer you kind arms
Without greed or glitter or pain.
I hope your ripple in time
Will roll forward to new shores
Filled with meaning and gentle things."
It doesn't get better than this. Thank you for sharing your work.
I'm very sad reading this (you know why) Yet the last stanza offers hope and hope is what keeps me breathing. It's gentle in form, told with true feeling of loss. To say this affected me would be an understatement. Fighting it won't stop the awful feeling of obscure destiny... That's a fact.
I didn't understand the frst stanza (Duh) but that's not unusual for me! The message in this piece is a clear, resounding "move on" for both parties...living and dead.
Thanks Mimi for a sensitive write xx
Helen.
Life is too real and too brief
To waste it chasing ghosts.
Something that isnt real
Isnt worth the time it costs.
You cannot even imagine how much this spoke to me. I am moved and disturbed at the same time because there is advice in this that I KNOW I should follow. Will I? Who knows. This was written so well that I read it twice. Thank you!!
I found this to be a sad but not a bitter goodbye. I feel that you're letting go out of love not anger. I enjoyed the last stanza the most. Please find the stranger Who will offer you kind arms Without greed or glitter or pain. I hope your ripple in time Will roll forward to new shores Filled with meaning and gentle things. This stanza I feel is the final but hoping things workout for all goodbye. T
I like this poem very much, and especially the in first three stanzas your words and meter set a strong tone, neither sentimental nor angry.
Life is too real and too brief
To waste it chasing ghosts.
Something that isnt real
Isnt worth the time it costs.
In your final stanza, the words remain strong, but you've shifted the meter a little. I think that the last stanza works better as two separate three line stanzas. Each 3 lines is its own thought anyway, and to me the shift in your rhythm is less confusing and more obvious by splitting the last stanza in half.
The sweet and somber quality you've weaved into this poem makes it dynamic. What brings it to a greater level is the sincerity and humbleness that is brought out at the very beginning. Then you bring to light the moral lessons we all should remember, followed at the end by the emotion you bring which swirls us yet again with feelings of pure intentions. The best part is that you make it seem so easy to put all of these attributes together into a brilliant poem. I enjoyed reading this. Thank you for sharing it with us all.
Beautiful poem. Lighthearted, but filled with truth, for time does push on to the destiny that awaits, even if you are not ready. And our tenure here on this planet is way too breif to be chasing after that which really does not matter. I enjoyed this piece greatly. . . . especially the way you chose to end it. Very enjoyable.
My favorite stanza, being the last. Sometimes it is so hard to let go of a passion that you have shared with someone for so very long, but you tell this in a most gentle way, that we must trust our heart and move on, was very touching to me. thanks
Tony
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