My Long Last Goodbye
I am letting go of the last note on my journey of healing. Hardest to let go because it is the first poem I wrote.
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IN THE TWILIGHT OF MY CONSCIOUS
BETWEEN WAKE AND SLEEP……..
DARKNESS FALLS
SCATTERING SHADOWS TO CHASE THE LIGHT
I SEE YOUR FACE…..
I FEEL YOUR TOUCH
I STILL HEAR YOU CALL MY NAME
SIXTEEN MONTHS SINCE YOU SAID GOODBYE
YESTERDAY HAS BEEN LOST
IN WHAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN TOMORROW
TIME HAS TEMPERED
LOVE AND SORROW
CELEBRATING THE BETTER….
SHARING THE WORST
SWEETHEART, FRIEND, LOVER, WIFE
YOU ARE MY PAST, YOU WERE MY LIFE
ALL OUR FIRSTS,
LOVE AND LAUGHTER,
PAIN AND LOSS
LIFE TOGETHER’S COST
NOW THESE MEMORIES
I ALONE BARE
WITH NO ONE LEFT TO SHARE
A THOUGHT OF A PAST EXPERIENCE
BRINGS A TWINKLE OF REMEMBRANCE
WITH A SMILE OF RECOGNITION
COMES A FLOW OF EMOTION
MAKING A LAUGH
AS CLOSE AS A CRY
AS SNAPSHOTS OF MY MIND COME FLOODING BACK
I REALIZE JUST WHAT I LACK
WITH YOUR PART GONE
I MOVE THROUGH THIS LIFE
AS A PAWN
THE WORLD IS DISTORTED,
OUT OF BALANCE AND UNKIND
YOU LOVED ME FOR WHO I WAS
WHO I COULD BE
YOU MADE ME….......... WHO I AM
WE WALKED AS ONE,
THROUGH LIFE
CONSTANT COMPANIONS
IN TIME
I CLOSE MY EYES,
I STILL HEAR YOU CALL MY NAME
IN THE MORNING I HEAR YOUR CALLING
IN THE EVENING I FEEL YOUR URGING
SOMETIMES INSISTING
SOMETIMES PLEADING
BUT THE ONE I WISH NOT TO HEAR
ONE OF PANIC AND OF FEAR
TO KNOW YOUR BODY IS FAILING…
YOUR MIND STILL CLEAR
I REMEMBER THIS TOO,
AS YOU SAY YOUR GOODBYES AND FACE YOUR FEAR,
TRUE LOVE AND SELFLESS CARE
ACROSS TIME AND GENERATIONS, TO SEE
THE VOICE OF A CHILD OF THREE
BREAK THE CLUTCHES OF PAIN AND DEATH
AND AWAKEN AS A CALL
FROM YOUR COMATOSE FALL
SEARCHING WITH EYES THAT CANNOT SEE
REACHING WITH ARMS THAT CANNOT MOVE
TO FIND THE SOURCE OF LOVE AND DEVOTION
FROM A LIFE OF DEDICATION
NOW WE GIVE YOU UP AND SEND YOU HOME
YOU FOUGHT YOUR BEST,
YOU DESERVE THE REST
AS OUR DAUGHTER AND I WHISPER IN EACH EAR
AND TELL YOU IT’S ALRIGHT,
YOU’LL ALWAYS BE NEAR
SAY FAREWELL AND LET YOU GO
TO WAKE TO A BETTER DAY
WE WILL FOREVER REMEMBER THIS SCENE
OF PEACE SO CALM AND SO SERENE,
........ YOUR FINAL SMILE….... YOUR ETERNAL TEAR
LOOK BACK ON A TIME NOW COMPLETE
KNOWING LIFE WILL NEVER BE THE SAME
I WISH ONLY….......TO HEAR YOU CALL MY NAME
trwoody
kimangeline
oh tr…this one gave me chills and brought tears to my eyes…I can feel the love and devotion and pain and fear all rolled together….wonderful writing….hugggss to you xoxo
trwoody replied
Thank you so much KA, that means all to me
JaneSolomon
I am sure she does call your name. She is free of the shackles of this world. Thank you for sharing your pain and I hope that in doing so it will ease it. xxx
trwoody replied
Thank you Jane, I hate that time has erased the sound of her voice, but I heard it loud and clear for many years. Perhaps she was guiding me to follow the voice of healing.
Vasile Stan
I bow to your soul my friend.
trwoody replied
The divine in me bows to the divine in you
Cassidy JK (Ra...
TR this is so beautiful, painful yet freeing. I’m so glad you wrote it and shared with us.
trwoody replied
Thank you Cassidy. The poem was a cathartic experience that took me almost three years to complete. When I felt overwhelmed I quit for a time and eventually I was called back to write each time. That is the poem that started me writing.
Rowan Plantag...
Lovely work and a great step on the journey of healing.
trwoody replied
Thank you Rowan. This was the first poem I ever wrote and was hesitant to release it because I was doubtful if it was good enough and because I still held the pain in my heart. Letting my friends read it is the final act of cleansing.
autumnwind
Tears in my eyes, from words so painful to accept. Cannot image how difficult the journey and endless the healing process. I am so sorry, and at a a loss for words. My arms reach out to hug you tight and let you know how much I care. Very beautiful poetry. Sigh. My heart just aches and goes out to you. xoxoxo
trwoody replied
Shar my friend, I feel your loving embrace and if you were close we would share a cry. This was the very first poem I ever wrote. It was as if I was called to record the pain and in doing so took my first step on the path of healing. Thank you so much, I was afraid the poem was not good enough to warrant posting. But I felt it was time to let go of the remaining pain and cleanse myself. I am very surprised to know my friends like it. It is as I wrote it then, almost five years ago. I refused to edit it later and wanted it to be as raw as possible even if it appeared unpolished.
autumnwind
it is so perfect. wish we could hug and have a good cry, we certainly all need to. maybe you should try to write more, about this. it might help a great deal. warmest hugs my dear friend. peace and healing. with love, shar xoxoxo
Charma Chircop
You brought a tear to my eyes,im sure she calls your name everyday.. and im sure to write this poem you must have heard Her in your deep warm Heart—afav,,beautiful.sweet memories yet sad—Charma
trwoody replied
Thank you Charma. I am who I am because of her, so she shall always be with me
Kristin Reynolds
oh, my. I’m so sorry Woody..this leaves me so sad.
you are a blessed man.
I have no words, other than I’m so very sorry.
xoxo
all my love, Kristin
trwoody replied
Thank you Kristen, but the good memories as well as the bad memories have made me who I am today. xoxo
Enivea
Your concerns about this not being good enough to post are entirely unfounded, as I’m sure the comments about attest to. The circle in now complete. Hugs ♥
trwoody replied
That’s very sweet Enivea, thank you
xoxo
Normaje
Hello my email friend, take heart, you are loved by your wife now, as it was in the past, along with your daughter, very good writing, your wife is allowed too see everything. As it was before and after, I know you find that hard to believe, but in my heart and soul, she has a greater love for you all and this world as well as the world of light her home now, All my love and Light
trwoody replied
Thank you my friend, always a light on my page
Shaun Green
This is truly beautiful. Lump in the throat stuff. Know what you are feeling and going through. A heart-felt piece beautifully written. We are strong, there, say our piece, then are nothing. Yet our words shall ring as clarion bells, over the ages, for we created, we were there, and our utterances shall be as stuffing…
trwoody replied
You are right Shaun, I wrote this to preserve the memories because they were so special and my daughter and grand children could read and tell the story. Thank you
gemini63
So lovingly beautiful on a sad memory :))
trwoody replied
thank you gem63, sharing it was quite a release
Normaje
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