I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')


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29 April 2009

Longing (April Challenge 27)

Out of sequence – I just haven't had time yet to write the one I have planned for Number 26. So for 27 I thought I'd try a shadorma, which has the virtue of being short - even when doubled!)
Prompt: Longing


I seem now
strangely free of it.
Can it be
that I’ve found
contentment – or apathy?
Or simply ageing?

Whatever,
I like this freedom –
memory
without pain,
while knowing that I’ve relished
all life’s rich flavours.

2 comments:

  1. I can heavily relate to the first stanza.

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  2. I hope the time will come when you also relate heavily to the second! :)

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