Paradise Dies Poem by M.J. Lemon

Paradise is often illusory.The poem is a tale of life itself.

2) The second time, in retirement, my hip had to be replaced. Thought for sure, I wouldn't be able to play again. Not only am I playing again, I feel better than ever. A CHANCE AT A 2ND LIFE! GLORY BE! ! !

I had thought that I would never be able to play tennis again. First time was when I had injured my back. I stopped playing because I thought I might not be able to walk again. After returning to playing, my back was healed.

MJ love it! ! ! ! ! ! !

Excellent dear.... well penned

The best Tanka ever written! Smooth, flowing from line to line like a waterfall from one ledge to another. Not one- I repeat, not one- -excess word. And while it is a highly logical and wise poem, it is full of anguish for our human condition and its temporary quality. I know I say this often about your work- -but truly this may be the best poem I have ever read of yours.... I say that knowing deep inside that your next poem will capture me and the next one after that... your fault though cuz you have a knack for writing magnificent poetry, my friend. 10 ++++++++++++ and another placement on my fav list [I'm beginning to think I should just tell PH to put all M.J.'s poetry on my fav list the moment it is posted] Extraordinary depth and emotion here.