She Leaves Without Regret Poem by Tracey Hardie
She Leaves Without Regret
To him, she meant everything—
(for a while)
He watched her grow passionately
from his very limbs.
She an emblem, his emerald which glittered
opulently when the sun dared to flicker upon her.
Time—
the passage to loyal seasons
who changed consistency
without atonement
and all things
must bid a de rigueur goodbye—
Her amber emotions showed with a
delicate swayed wave of Farwell—
(her gesture rotates
left to right in a
soft leisurely motion)
until excited by the notion
(leaving him as he stands tall and proud)
she spirals on the final journey
to a new place—
a place where she can languish
into other shades
and Mother Earth waits in silent sympathy
to swaddle her into her folds.
I defintely had to use my Websters, Great use of uncommon words to bring a deeper immagery. Howard
There seems to be a lot of farewells and goodbyes in the pieces that I'm reading. Weird since we're heading towards Valentines day, or is it the start of new beginnings for all. Enjoyed the piece despite the sadness of it. Regards. Craig.
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4/23/2024 11:28:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Life, and it's many sojourns, and crosses are at times inexplicable to our better sense of rationale...yet 3 very specific aspects of our very temporary mortal existence be ever constant in our lives... Newborn Seed, Change & Deaths Collar.And your work, here, jogs all of these presentations & neatly, crisply & powerfully delivers them to the reader.Excellent Work, young lady. ~ FjR ~