Saturday, April 14, 2018

THE LAST TIMES




















Idle thoughts in rhyme, submitted to Poets United
Poetry Pantry #399,  and to dVerse Open Link #218.
March 16, 2018
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Sometimes, as our life progresses
There are moments we show no concern
Absorbed with our busy thought processes
They pass by to never return
    They're the last times

A lunch with favorite people
Lifetime friendships honed by the years
The next time a chair may be empty
And what’s left memories and tears.
    It was the last lunch.

A cheek turned to his goodbye kiss
As he hurried out the door
A screech of brakes and shatter of glass
And life as she knew it is no more.
   It was the last kiss.

She waved as the schoolbus pulled away
A day to be gloriously free
But madness stalked the classroom
And he fell to a bullet he didn’t see.
   It was their last day.

We must treasure the special moments
And consider what we do and say
There is no guarantee for tomorrow
Perhaps all we have is today.
   And the last times.

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29 comments:

  1. This is a good reminder. We do have to treasure each day, not knowing whether it is our last. Or it is the last of someone we care about & will not have the opportunity to see again.

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  2. Such a wise and philosophical piece

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  3. This is beautifully wise and a good reminder for all times to come 💜

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  4. Well expressed and so true. Also we should pray for God's protection from these terrible adversities. Good poem.

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  5. You have written words of wisdom, enjoy the moments as we just never know if or when circumstances will alter the journey.

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  6. how true those special moments.. loved the poem and what it expressed

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  7. Hauntingly true, and what prompts me to never stay mad and make sure my goodbyes are loving and best as they could be the last.

    Donna@LivingFromHappiness

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  8. So true, Bev, and so many tears after those last times. Lovely to read you this morning.

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  9. Read this one before but appreciation for today is deeper in the light of 105th anniversary of the Sinking of The Titanic

    Thanks for dropping by my Sunday Standard today

    much love...

    P.S.
    Singular: haiku; Plural: haiku

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    1. I am remiss. Abject apologies.

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  10. Tomorrow is not promised to anyone.

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  11. Lovely, Bev. Being in the moment and appreciating the present~wise words to live by.

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  12. Your rhymes are so full of wisdom and appreciation for this moment. Thank you for reminding us how precious is our time.

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  13. A well written sad, but understood read, for me.
    ZQ

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  14. This gave me goosebumps. An impactful and wise piece. And, once again, your rhyme is stunning.

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  15. A poem that's right up my street! Thank you for reminding us about precious moments.

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  16. a timely reminder of the fragility of our times. the poem expresses that very well.

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  17. Yes, thanks. We have to treat each day as it were the last.

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  18. Life often holds too many last times. But of course we don't know, until we do.

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  19. The fourth paragraph went in a different direction than I expected, but it was a powerful turn.

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  20. Sad but true. Alas, we so often need reminding.

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  21. Oh my gosh, this is so on point. This is just what I needed to read.

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  22. So true. We never know when it will be the last anything.

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  23. A very good reminder that today and now are precious times ~

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  24. Good points about treasuring the special moments when we have them.

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  25. It's so hard to do, but every moment can be the last one.

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  26. From one moment to the next we live, never really knowing.

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  27. This really resonates with me at this time. I had lunch for the first time in years with a childhood friend a few years ago, never imagining it would also be the last time I would ever see her again. Life gives us so many "last times" that we would never suspect. Thanks for this wonderful reminder, Bev.

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