Too Late for Goodbyes

Too Late for Goodbyes

A Poem by J. M. Yeary

Seven years ago, while she lay asleep

He packed his things and turned to leave
He never said I'm sorry or stayed to see her cry
He just left her with no last goodbye
 
Seven years went by, and he never did write
Just a lonely phone call one hot August night
He didn't say how are you or I hope everything is all right
He just talked about the weather, but left no goodbye
 
Three years later, standing in the rain
He thinks about the woman, and all the pain
He wished he had said I am sorry or stayed to see her cry
To help her understand all the reasons why
 
But the caretaker is calling it's time to leave
The gates are closing no more time to grieve
He'd give anything for one more try
But the woman, chiseled in stone, won't hear his goodbye

© 2008 J. M. Yeary


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very sad,, was this when you left to Desert Storm?? or I guess I shouldn't speculate it could be fiction.. either way this was a great write!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


Resounds sadly in my head. Evokes feelings I am all too familiar with. It is very well written, reads like a sad story.

Posted 17 Years Ago


DAMN!!!!

Thats all I have to say Sir

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

You had me crying by the end of the description, but then again you summoned my own personal demons.

Seven years went by, and he never did write
Just a lonely phone call one hot August night

These lines work for me and I'm not even sure why.

But the woman, chiseled in stone, won't hear his goodbye

Just loving this description. Good job



Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 4 people found this review constructive.

o0. Aw...I feel like telling everyone that I love them right now. =P This was so...sad. It was a lovely write. Thanks so much for entering.

Posted 17 Years Ago


3 of 4 people found this review constructive.

WHEW!! !heavy....you should read my GOODBYE arrived...
ahh...this was heart wrenching......huge grapefruit stuck in my throat feeling...
you know...when you just can no longer talk...for your rendered me in sorrow....
aww the pain of regret.

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 3 people found this review constructive.

This was so sad and I understood the warning. Great job on this. I keep hearing Julian Lennon singing, " Now it's much too late for goodbye.."

Posted 17 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Brillant work J., excellent flow and imagery.....

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 4 people found this review constructive.

what an amazing piece this is. the flow and rhyme through out is brilliant. the feelings and words brought tears to my eyes. the ending says it all. great job with this beautiful poem

Posted 17 Years Ago


3 of 4 people found this review constructive.

So very sad and beautifully written. I liked how you convey a lesson to be learned here. Nice job.

Posted 17 Years Ago


3 of 4 people found this review constructive.


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J. M. Yeary
J. M. Yeary

Wichita Falls, TX



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I discovered this poem while I was looking through an old cemetery book at the courthouse in Crowell, Texas--a very good depiction of what most of us feel as we venture through life. Surely (at least .. more..

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