All my life I have feared
I may lose all that’s dear
But now all that seems so clear
…
As I lie on this rough bed
As I count my final breaths
Death has lost all of its dread
…
Oh mother, you know I love you
Tell Dad I love him too
Oh lord, it was a thrilling ride
Going out with love and pride
Tell me, what is that sound?
Shots fired all around
All is changed, all is same
The blue sky calls my name
…
Every dream I had in me
Everything I wished to be
Are now lost in memories
…
Breaking free from all my chains
All is changed, all is same
With the sky calling my name
The description here gives me a mental image of a soldier caught in a battle with insufficient cover. The bullets are coming closer and he knows one or more will soon find him. This poem, to me, is him making his peace with a fate he cannot avoid. Good writing!
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Incredible!
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Very Stoic of you. Titus Lucretius would be proud. As would Marcus Aurelius, and Seneca.
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Oh yes! this is stunning
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Thanks.
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You’re very welcome!
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“The blue sky calls my name”. What a beautiful way of framing the moment of death. Lovely poem.
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Thank you.
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I like this one Frank ^-^ It reminded me of my run today. Sometimes I stand ontop this bridge and feel like I could just fly away. It’s funny. I don’t even remember ever wanting to die. When I stand on that bridge now, I touch the sky. Have a beautiful day hm hm ^-^
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You too!
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Have you every thought about compiling all these into a book? Because wow.
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Someday I will.
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Frank, I agree that this is what really happens at the end. There is so much solace in your words. Another WINNER.
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This reminded me of the Bohemian rhapsody!
Beautiful 👌👌❤
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Thanks.
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Aren’t we all the same. Trying to break free from the horrors that we can’t stand anymore. Beautifully written 👌🏼
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True. Thanks.
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You keep outdoing yourself brother. This is brilliant. You are special, you are blessed. Cheers!
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Thank you, Albert. That is very nice to hear.
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Beautifully written
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Thank you.
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Sounds very prophetic.
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Take my love, take my land, take me where I cannot stand. Something about being free. Fire fly the sky, from me.
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Wow! That’s beautiful.
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Thank you.
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You are welcome. Very inspiring.
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That’s beautiful
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Thank you.
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Anxst the precursor to the liberation from the grind of deat
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incredible work Frank, wow
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Thank you.
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Oh Frank I really love this one. I just shared it to my page, hope you don’t mind
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No problem.
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