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an encouragement for an 'ole friend' I recently bumped into...
“Some things you’ve known all your life.
They are simple and true
They must be said without elegance, meter and rhyme,
They must be laid on the table beside the salt-shaker,
The glass of water, the absence of light gathering
In the shadows of picture frames, they must be
Naked and alone, they must stand for themselves.”
Phillip Levine - ‘The Simple Truth’
He was someone
Who at one time fathered
Such grace and seemliness,
Whose (once) generously edifying
Words stagger now only in the gray’s
Of riddles and do’s and don’ts;
Have the war years, and fears of dying,
Begun isolated you from your stimulants?
What’s happened to u ole friend?
Is an act of grace.
Being old shouldn’t distress
Anymore than a snowy moon’s luminance
As it pirouettes with swaying trees...
Senescent or not, heavens rains
Will still refresh,
And moistened rich soil
Will yield its musty fragrance
As flowers blossom and smile and fade
In a relentless passing of seasons;
You, too, are a flower (in season)
In spite of your fears and
The years weighing heavily on you,
Mockingbirds still delight, in the higher branches,
With their colorful fire of conjurations,
Even as winters snow deepens and
As a heart strains through
Memories portion of impermanence…
The intensely aching beauty
You see being just within your grasp
Has a heat that burns when you reach for it.
Yours or not is NOT
In your power to understand;
Don’t quit reaching…
richard lloyd cederberg
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|Reviewed by Douglas Bentley
|Reach for the stars. . .
Another fine masterpiece.
You don't write anything that isn't written unless there's a well thought out plan. (Matthew 5:14&15)
May peace fill your soul
When you're weary - may it strengthen seventy times seven fold
When you're cold - may it bring warmth when you get old
When you're lonely - may your children spread the words you told.
Never forgotten - the clay to the mold.
|Reviewed by RWEHAVING FUN
|This is as pure as the air we breathe, and just as necessary to the flicker of this well-formed 'candle'... a legacy of largesse in these luminous lines, my friend... well done!
|Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger
|The friend you have met once again, draws from you a conclusion
of life in scores of evidence in strength and intensely drawn in
beautifully. Flowers, blossom, smile and fade. Exceptional write
Richard. 'Your heartlight' Lady Mary Ann
|Reviewed by jude forese
|a fine tribute ... i luv the texture as well as content of your words ...|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|This is a fine tribute and gift for your friend, Richard. Thank you for sharing it. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by Odin Roark
|As your poem eloquently posits, age, memories, time is but the compliment to being that few embrace. BTW, "Senescent or not, heavens rains..." seems to have a typo. Is there an apostrophe missing in "heavens'"? Just an observation that maybe I'm interpreting incorrectly.|
|Reviewed by Ann Marquette
|Wonderful gift for your friend Richard.
Blessings to you.
|Reviewed by Liana Margiva
|...'heavens rains will still refresh and moistened rich soil will yield its musty fragrance'---BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!! ...'you, too, are a flower ole friend...the years weighing heavily on you, mockingbirds still delight, in the higher branches'---I JUST LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva|
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|...no matter the age, we all have to keep reaching for the goal to attain it...(and ur a pain in the butt with words that I have to keep looking up...LOL) e|
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|I've never seen a better poet's view of mortality.
|Reviewed by Diana Legun
|I found this to show a brocade of hope and purpose in its message, a display of visions made beautiful even in the waning. Effective alternative of 'Senescent" in lieu of 'old'. Dynamic lines for me are: "Has a heat that burns when you reach for it." -- that is so alive! And "As flowers blossom and smile and fade" is a marvelous way to illustrate our coming ins and going outs. "....stagger now only in the gray's of riddles and do's and don'ts;" Good. ~~ Diana|