Look, at what I see ... for Ian T.

I have been moulding
shaping, writing and painting
in the art of Forgiveness
I've now gone the distance

See...

I've refined the lines
Proofread all the text,
binned canvas after canvas
in the quest for my best

I've lost plot of my stories
as my readers eyes digest,
sold the sculpture marveled
chipped from a hearts breast

time doesn't exsist
I've recinded belief
right there I found
pure comfort, relief

I want the peace of days
shining and sparkling gold,
watch stars in this song wrung
from the depths of my soul

please forgive me now friends
I must soon slip away,
on my horizons are dawns
in tomorrows new today

I've twisted and torn
Keened and mourned,
I have celebrated life
like I was never born

I feel the slicing hot pain
deaths knife severs my cord
I'm fading into nothing
my spirits lifted and soared

There's no goodbyes to be spoken
this isn't a closed book,
in my body are the fire's raging
a battles begun, open your eyes, look.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Our own Sparrow Mr Ian T. has been such a wonderful friend he's grown to be like a Dad to me so instead of writing just one poem I've started a walk in the think in his name ... thank you Da xox

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Beyond the Black Stump..Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Pablo Neruda

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Comments

Jayne

I have said many times there are loads of tasks for us to do, and as you will be here when I am helping the children, I know that the work you will do will be of an excellence that makes us humble.
Take care of you young Daughter, now lets get back to the task of writing of the beauty of all the things around us while we still work in this time.
I can only say that there will come a place in thoughts, that will hold the love of all the Gods there has ever been, there we all have to gather in awe at the infinite beauty of being.
I look forward to your next works and the completion of the next book as it will be there soon, Yours as always, Da ..xxx

Jayne

It is now a few months or so since you wrote this piece, I notice that I read it and was near to mourn,
Now there walking slowly in new sunshine on a distant shore is a poet we all love.
Maybe you have surpassed the phoenix, as it only from ashes rose, we have a poet that rises up and brings love and great thoughts to us once again.
If only others would read and write,
instead of just putting their own words out there,
and not joining in the life we could all have together.
Great to see you back walking with us, always remember that if you become tired we will carry you awhile.
Yours Ian, Anne, and the children xxx

Jayne

I just don't know how I missed this fine piece of poetry which often is what happens when you put thoughts into script. You are missed whenever you don't write and it's always a joy to see you back at it...

Will look forward always to your poetry...be well soon brave girl,

take best care..much love and warm hugs,