Curtain down,
can disappoint,
can give relief;
sunset, sundown.
Hears last post,
sees a finality,
going to sleep,
a truce in war.
Phone put down,
the lights go out,
a sigh, a laugh,
a conclusion.
Final whistle,
all goodbyes
door closes
story finishes.
An explosion,
a books last page,
an empty cup,
a graduation.
Leaves falling,
petals dropping,
bus stopping,
kettle boiling.
A funeral, a requiem,
a grave, a tomb,
an epitaph, a loss,
the last full stop.
'The last fullstop' within these words much to quietly reflect upon... a beautiful write
I am captivated by these poem pictures of good-bye. Last things leave an echo in the mind. Beautiful, my poet friend. Ten for you. Warm regards, Sandra
Amazing piece... makes the reader stop and think... well done Bob
A thoughtfully-scribed cauldron of finalities. Enjoyed this tremendously... and it made me think. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thrilling short-line form, very effective. Good meditation on finality.