Tuesday, September 11, 2018

In the Call of a Whippoorwill


                                              ... in the call of a whippoorwill just before daybreak

                     ... my back porch bedroom on the farm

                                                                          ... the bedroom of the man I thought I'd love forever

                                ... my bedroom now / in this little house near the river




12 comments:

  1. Depending on the relationship and how it ended this could be a happier or sadder poem. ;)

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    1. When I heard the whippoorwill my first night in his house, reminding me of my childhood bedroom on the farm, it felt like a sign. It did not work out, but we remained friends. To hear it again in this house felt comforting, like right choices had been made.:)

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  2. Always a pleasure to see your notifications show up in my email, Teresa!

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    1. It's so good to hear from you. I sneak onto twitter now and then to see what my favorites are up to and you're always right at the top of that list. :)

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    1. It is ... thanks for reading and commenting, Terry.

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    2. This poem has a sad beauty and yet, it gives upon your sensitivity and strength. I am an old man but only and always a young poet. I learn here. Brava.

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    3. Thank you, Geo. I am so grateful for your comments.

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  4. Anticipation, Expectation, Rejection and Acceptance.....the four core issues that play on our minds all the time. Solitude is powerful, but at time loneliness can overpower the 'powerful', though momentary but good enough to cause some pendulum impact, usually painful to face. Spices of life..I guess so!!!

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    1. My "pendulum impacts," have become less harsh with age and experience. This phase of life is a good one. :)

      Thanks so much for commenting.

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  5. Yes. This phase of life is a good one.

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