Another year,
gone by like a moment
retracting.
A moment from which
you can always recall
the decisions that led
to this or that,
built on a series of moments.
A moment where a smile
meant all that it could mean
but through the lens of time
you would build on its significance.
A moment where you walked
as they aged
and all you've ever loved
is suddenly decrepit
A moment where time
can decide who will live
who will grow
and where time's cruelty
is fates indecision.
A moment where love
is abstract
yet plays softly in your mind
until faced with a love
who cannot love back.
A moment where in youth
I once doubted the cynicsm
of humanity
and hoped for realities that could never conspire,
where a world could live
not inhumanely,
but instead embrace
the unity of biology.
A moment now
of cold war fears
and posturing leaders
financial melt-downs
and global recessions.
fault line borders,
Israeli air strikes
pollution coal yards
and energy dependency...
In a moment,
fall is here.
Copyright (c) David DeSantis
The building blocks of eternity, moments, have been well displayed to leave one pondering...nice write! ...10
Different life's moment illustrated in a very fine composition,10 for this social awareness piece.
We fall......we rise.......the next thing we know...........another wind blows the sorrow..............another joy is a long way to go....! !
A moment now of cold war fears and posturing leaders financial melt-downs and recession tendencies, fake world borders, ........................................... I think that it long will be as eternal struggle kindly and angrily...10///
This is one to savour... it warrants reading three, four, five times and a return visit. How much reflection has gone into this one, containing so much truth... a gem. t x
this poem really makes the reader think a lot n thats your success
Wow David, this packs a punch. So very poignant, your pain is palpable. It's a letting go, an embracing of a new season, a realisation.... it resonates and it hits where it's meant to. Brilliant writing, in fact I think this is one of your best ever. Bravo! HG: -) xx
The depth of the sadness expressed in these lines cannot be measured by moments.It is soul deep. David, you are a fine wordsmith. Ten from me. Always your friend, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A moment where in youth I once doubted the cynicsm of humanity and hoped for realities that will not conspire, ... what cha' doing to me DeSanta? I couldn't find one ting to laugh about..boo hoo neveretheless.. a seriously good poem by you...