And Life Goes On Poem by Sandra Martyres

And Life Goes On

Rating: 5.0


Daily at the crack of dawn
He would sit in his armchair
Sipping a cup of
Cloyingly sweet tea
Not to displease
His granddaughter
Who had prepared it

For him it was just
Another uneventful day
With the birds as usual
Singing in the trees
And the dog lazily
Slouched on the floor
Right beside him

Occasionally he would
Look towards the sky
As if to thank God
For all the blessings received
Life was not unpleasant
Despite his loneliness
Following his wife’s death

He would spend long hours
Talking to the plants
Believing that kind words
Made them grow better
Similarly he would entertain
His grandchildren with
Tales from the days of yore

His neigbours envied
His peaceful life style until
It struck them one day that
He always seemed confined
To his armchair, only then
Did they realise that
He was completely blind.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Patti Masterman 29 October 2009

So much empathy in here and raw vision of another's life; but then again, rampant compassion and a far seeing vision are two of your more finely tuned attributes.

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Mamta Agarwal 29 October 2009

and life goes on, a very graphic, vivid narrative with a surprise ending. Mamta

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Raj Nandy 27 October 2009

A NICE MOVING NARRATIVE IN VERSE! THANKS FOR SHARING! -RAJ

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Yelena M. 26 October 2009

Sandra, a very touching piece, the concluding line lifted up an emotion born by the whole narration. Thanks for sharing very much. Yelena M.

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Alison Cassidy 25 October 2009

Your final line gives the perfect (and unexpected) finishing touch to this most appealing narrative piece about one who accepts what he cannot change and finds blessings in what he has. The overly sweet tea episode tells us so much more about him than would a fistful of words describing his generosity. Excellent write. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Bob Blackwell 02 November 2009

Sandra, a beautiful poem, filled with empathy and understanding. In spite of handicaps 'life does go on by'. Thank you Warm regards Bob

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Sandra Fowler 01 November 2009

A pen portrait of a wonderful old soul who manages to shine in use in spite of his afflication. Great empathy and sensitivity displayed here, Sandra. Beautiful. Warm wishes, SandraX

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Sonya Florentino 31 October 2009

he was blind but he never missed a thing.....as for the others.....

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Vidi Writes 31 October 2009

GOSH.... The end..! What an ending...! ! Taste The Thunder! ! ! Dear Poet, you gave us a mild tremour We readers at....'Wow.... this is...', whisper At the same time, universal truth, so Super Blind to outer bursts and ghosts Spend time listening to inner clues. We sighted, could, for some time, pose Feel Blind and enrich our lifestyles Like the hero of this poem! Wonderful read dear poet.

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Naseer Ahmed Nasir 29 October 2009

The poem shows your understanding of another's feelings, very empathetic indeed. The end is very pinching and heart wrenching, but as you said, life goes on... Regards Naseer

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