Before I Go...
By forest_for_ever
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Before I Go…
Before I go, I’ve things to do.
Where did I put that list?
Like odd socks their kin long lost
My dreams lie all alone.
All the promises of a future past
Lie unfulfilled and broken
Intentions paved my crazy path
Never arriving, never satisfying,
A multitude of beginnings, but
Never ending.
As the waters close over me
And settles on it the final mist
One thought persists…
Where did I put that list?
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A touch of wry humour! I
A touch of wry humour! I liked the metaphor of lone socks being like unaccomplished intentions.
For the best, there would still be an awareness of so much not done, and maybe of how little could have been done personally. Too late, but still then mercy to accept and reach out into. Rhiannon
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An interesting take on the I
An interesting take on the I P. I too wonder what happens to all those odd socks!
Liked your poem.
Jenny.
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Nice piece
I think a lot of readers will be familiar with the feelings expressed ... and done in a nice rueful way.
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Another great take on the IP
Another great take on the IP - well done Forest!
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really enjoyed this. Did you
really enjoyed this. Did you ever find the list?
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