How wonderfully sweet to be a dweller
dwelling on the road of goodbye.
Bittersweet tears fall as I think
of all the places I'll never see,
all the faces I'll never know,
all the joys I'll never share,
as I head for the unknown.
I have lived life as best I could,
met challenges head on,
drawing strength from an unseen source.
You cannot come with me on this journey
you can only stand and watch,
sometimes the more difficult task.
I know what I must do
and I will give myself a voice
drawn from the inward depths of my being.
For Ken
June 1, 2003
copyright Fran Watson
Fran is a Consultant, Workshop Developer/Presenter, and Toastmaster. More information can be found at my website www.franwatson.ca where you can also sign up for my free ezine.
expert residential cleaners Park Ridge ..In early fall, in Minnesota, the rain falls, falls, In... Read More
You make me smile like I've seldom done before You... Read More
Sorry would be a start.Though you cant take back your... Read More
Advance: in Mr. Siluk's poetry one finds symbolist values, sensuous... Read More
Little girl from HuancayoDo you really, really know? Just how... Read More
Take some time to stop and look at nature. Pick... Read More
What Hides behind the Minute?What hides behind the minute? It... Read More
Poems have different cores, or so I believe, and can... Read More
Man UnbowedUnbowed by sin, the world of man, stands Upon... Read More
Frog SummerSummer grows hot, for the New-blooded frogs; The bugs... Read More
Atahualpa's Game [Peruvian]Sometimes, it's not wise To share your wisdom... Read More
Once upon a midnight dreary, coffee cold and vision... Read More
The Epic Poem:A Death in Cajamarca, Peru [Atahualpa, in Cajamarca]Advance:... Read More
Chicken Soup is good for a coldSleep is good for... Read More
Five Poems from Home1) Remembering: Dorothy Parker [Dedicated to the... Read More
Hammers. Timbers. Iron. Steel.They're laying down a mighty keel.As ant-like... Read More
The concept of brief encounters, even romantic encounters, with a... Read More
LIFE IS A FANTASY!A pink-eyed rabbit, fuzzy whiteHops in bedrooms... Read More
Emlyn Williams Theatre, Mold, North Wales: 20th February 2003Clwyd Theatr... Read More
Amy King Antidotes for an Alibi BlazeVox Books ISBN 0-9759227-5-0... Read More
Iquitos & the Amazon Part OneIt was December 2, l959,... Read More
English VersionAnd the Death God said: "Let it rise to... Read More
Let's follow the poet to his Hell and heaven! Count... Read More
I am not the one I was before yesterday.I cannot... Read More
The Incubus' Flash-lightHe looked inside my head And found a... Read More
green cleaning service Park Ridge ..Writing innovative poetry, the kind of poetry that reputable literary... Read More
All is still; all quiet; The world seems to... Read More
YOU MIGHT THINK I AM STRONGI THINK YOU GOT IT... Read More
Stone Beds [Pompeii's surge]Advance: after the great eruption of Pompeii's... Read More
She raised me like I was her own daughter from... Read More
1.Night in Jamaica [Peruvianism: 1810]It was a rainy night... Read More
"Song of the Great Zimbabwe"Across the African, winter's skyIn the... Read More
You make me smile like I've seldom done before You... Read More
Time goes by to quickly to hold your feelings inside... Read More
English VersionA bunch of us guys in the hutIn ?Nam... Read More
Chicken Soup is good for a coldSleep is good for... Read More
One of the most important poets of the post-war period,... Read More
"For this reason poetry is something more philosophical and more... Read More
Says Mr. Dennis Siluk, when asked to review his poetry... Read More
Most of my poems are written late at night, often,... Read More
Ole Bulky JeepsThrough late summer's heat These bulky shaped jeeps... Read More
Delicately, my mind was selecting a muffled tune, out of... Read More
Black Blood, in Jeremiah's Vines [A Dream Poem]And I heard... Read More
There once lived an old man and his goodwife On... Read More
My eyes opened. I am still alive; Living on... Read More
English VersionAnd the Death God said: "Let it rise to... Read More
If a happiness poem could bring forth a smile, Then... Read More
Lord Byron's opening couplet to "She Walks In Beauty" is... Read More
now is not the time to open open that great... Read More
Isn't that what they say?But what does that mean?There's no... Read More
Poetry |