Wednesday 12 November 2014

Almost Summer

Now it's November already.
The smell of black powder in the air,
and pine needles just around the corner,
it's gone so fast!
like it never really happened,
and the past is like

a

gaping

wound

still

and she's still in my thoughts,
still,
but less now,
but less.

It's closing over,
it's healing.

So much change,
I hardly even know myself,
though I always did before,
but I'm still there,
still I'm here.

The seasons roll into summer,
the smell of warm waves,
of the sun on my skin,
of renewal and cleansing,
of letting go,
finally,
it's time now,
it's time.

17 comments:

  1. As I read your poem I felt suspended in that instant of transition: "It's time" has behind it a gaping wound, and it feels like a wound itself, a place to leap over. Yet there is hesitation right in that very second. Very effective.

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  2. renewal and reborn. change of season seems to be a retreat, a new phase in your life...

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  3. How reluctant we are to let go. We crave for change when we are in control but if someone else is pulling the strings it is devastating. We are still here, that is important.

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  4. Interesting those ties to the past - how hard they are to let go.. But there are summers ahead.. I guess the first step of walking alone into the future is the hardest.

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  5. one good thing in life is nothing is permanent..even bad days have to go..."it's time now, / it's time."...

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  6. I feel the yearning to let go, yet the difficulty of moving on in your poem. "For everything there is a season." And sometimes it takes a while.

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  7. As someone who dislike November, its shorter and dreary days, I recognize the mood you describe. Sad and painful feelings seem more intense then. Yet as Björn puts it there are summers ahead.

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    1. I live in the Southern hemisphere. November is springtime here. And we celebrate Guy Fawkes, hence the smell of gunpowder in the air.

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  8. Your use of repetition works wonderfully in this piece. "It's time now, it's time." I enjoyed the positive message, the reflection, the healing, the hope.

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  9. Yes, healing and letting go have their place. Its good when we realize it.

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  10. Beautifully lyrical and with real depth and tender impact too - my fave of the evening so far... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com

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  11. let it go Atheist! let the past go and welcome the now with happiness and trust.

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  12. Well said. I like how the seasons changing coincides with the mending heart (or maybe the seasons are a metaphor?). Now, to look forward to the future.

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  13. Healing takes time, sometimes many seasons. It comes in thin layers that need to be cared for until suddenly summer arrives,

    Elizabeth

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  14. This really spoke to me of healing, of transition of the peace in letting go.

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  15. This is beautifully penned and a couple of lines stand out more for me because they are relatable.

    "she's still in my thoughts,
    still,
    but less now,
    but less"

    and

    "So much change,
    I hardly even know myself,
    though I always did before,
    but I'm still there,
    still I'm here" - Loved it.

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  16. Longing and love...
    Nice...
    Let the changing seasons bring happiness :)

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