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Long will I wonder,
how long it will last,
the perennial question,
which haunts my past.
Don't wish for tomorrow,
please enjoy this day,
for the joy of this moment
will soon go away.
The friends of your youth,
are no longer here.
They have left this place,
but their spirits are near.
Enjoy your friendships,
as we always should do,
for the future of tomorrow,
depends upon you.

A Comment by Loy

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Loy • 04/06/2021 at 10:42AM • Like 1 Profile

Love this one.

A Comment by MFish

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MFish • 04/06/2021 at 11:06AM • Like Profile

Thank you, Loy.

I've lost control,
of this stage of life,
seeing the damage Dementia
has done to my wife.
There are lucid moments,
in day time and night,
but there is a weirdness,
when Sundown takes flight.
Wandering the house,
as a stranger would do.
Please help me Lord,
as my answers are few.

A fence line, with crooked rail atop,
wanders across the valley scene.
Dividing the land for all to see
and stop the livestock from
wandering away. The wood is weathered ,
a colored grey, with flecks of moss
and lichen, on the shady side of the posts.
The post is used as a perch for
all the birds, as they sit and search,
for the meal they seek; to keep clear
of starvation; to stay strong
and reduce the weak.
Fly away. Fly away now,
flapping your wings
as only you know how.

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Carl • 04/05/2021 at 11:37AM • Like Profile

Very nice, one can visualize the image you describe

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MFish • 04/05/2021 at 11:12PM • Like Profile

Thank you Carl for the comments.

He was a small little rodent,
so much smaller than I,
who had made the decision,
he wanted to fly.
To be free from this earth;
so he could fly every day.
He would climb up the tree,
the highest, he would say,
leap from the shaky limb
and would be on his way.
He began climbing the tallest,
the highest he found,
leaping from the branches,
he fell to the ground.
Luck was with him,
on this, his luckiest night,
as he soon discovered,
on this first solo flight.
A few branches, on his way down,
had impeded his falling;
he became the talk of the town.
Be careful what you wish for.
Be careful what you say,
for when you leap from a branch,
it may not be your day.

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Loy • 04/04/2021 at 02:07PM • Like Profile

😊

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MFish • 04/04/2021 at 11:01PM • Like Profile

Thank you

I would like to explain,
the feelings I have,
when I write these words,
so you will understand.
The relief, once again
putting to paper with
my ink and pen;
typing the words, written here,
will on Kudo's appear.
Why is it so important to me,
for you readers to see
a very small glimpse
of who I might be?
Leave it alone, once was said,
but I favor the Beatles
who wrote "Let It Be" and it was read.

A Comment by Loy

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Loy • 04/04/2021 at 02:09PM • Like Profile

I look forward to reading your poetry every day. Thank you for sharing it.

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MFish • 04/04/2021 at 11:02PM • Like Profile

Thank you, Loy. I appreciate your comments.

A golden, yellow curve entwines,
amongst the Tulip petals.
Tulip flowers; the delicate curve
of a Lover's breast, standing
with stems erect, as if in prayer,
as they genuflect among
the grey-green altar leaves.
Long is the beauty, visions to be
of Spring flowers, showing their
wares against the Grape Hyacinth
and golden Daffodils.

Life Is

Posted by MFish Profile 04/03/21 at 07:54AM Share Other See more by MFish

Life is like a sheep's,
lost deep in the herd.
Deep in the crowd,
a voice won't be heard.
Speak out now, for you must,
as the time will pass by
and our thoughts will be dust.

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Loy • 04/03/2021 at 10:07AM • Like Profile

So true.

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MFish • 04/03/2021 at 10:57PM • Like Profile

Thank you, Loy