No, poets never write their last poem until their hands are cold in death and cannot pick up the pen. Lovely work.

Excellent work, Jon

I feel transporteed back in time Jon
in a very archaic beautiful way...

writing love notes in the sand...
Love & Blessings Vickie xx

This is as fresh and powerful as any poem of your past collections. I can see the wealth of energy bubbling behind it and so i have no fear of readin your last poem. Great work, Jon.

I read this more as "my latest" poem, Jon; certainly, I hope it is thus. Also, I see it as your last poem that may be at some time in the future. Keep writing and sharing, my friend. Love and peace to you,

Regis

JON, MY FRIEND, YOU AND I BOTH KNOW THAT THIS IS NOT YOUR LAST POEM. FOR YOU ARE A POET AND AS LONG AS GOD GIVES YOU BREATH, OUT OF YOU WILL FLOW THE PHRASES THAT TESTIFY OF YOUR LIVING, WHICH STRENGTHEN YOU AND INSPIRE OTHERS. TO BE A POET IS NOT A 'CHOICE', IT IS A 'CALLING'. HOWEVER, TO AD'S GREAT DISADVANTAGE AND SADNESS, YOU MAY VERY WELL 'CHOOSE' TO PLANT YOUR WISDOM AND LIGHT IN ANOTHER PLACE WHERE YOU DEEM THE SOIL MORE FERTILE, AND WE HAVE NO OTHER OPTION BUT TO ACCEPT WHAT YOU DECIDE. I WILL MISS 'YOU' JON AND I KNOW I AM NOT ALONE. CONSIDER WELL AND WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT FORGET US FOR WE WILL NOT FORGET YOU. GOD BE WITH YOU AND MUCH LOVE, BLESSINGS AND AN ABUNDANCE OF FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

verbiage and verse with no heart to enrich verve in abeyance

... there is a state which every writer knows that pushes through and past such "last poem" feelings, Jon; then comes the autopilot of "just keeping writing" until the next authentically creative wave comes. I actually think it's impossible for poets to lay down the pen, actually and metaphorically. The minute I have "written my last poem" is the moment the new shoots emerge. I wish you well in any new directions you must take, but firmly believe you cannot deny the Muse too long. Be well, be blessed... and be back! :)) xx

Jon Michael,

I surely hope you're not talking about this being your last poem. You'd be depriving all of us your beautiful prose. But as Ron said, if you must go, then I guess you must. Best of luck, dear friend.

Mary

"final measures" final is powerful, our live's are always growing in new directions, it is all a part of living, may your last poem be a beginning to a new one:)
Blessings my friend,
Christine

Please stay *Jon* as I love
the richness of your poetry,
but if you must go...May
blessings go with You in
abundance!!!!

Lady Vivian

Jon Michael you are a tremendous poet and soul-friend. How insightful you are in all ways!
Please you mustn't go!
Love always and blessings, but stay!
Christine

I hope you're talking about your last poem. I mean the one you wrote before. If not, I bid you well, for one day I will hang up the poet's pen as well.

Ron

i'll be looking forward to your next poem ...

This a tragedy, reminds me of "Wagners Liebestot" please consider going back on stage. As a reminder, I have added something here for you to consider, another tragedy that nearly happened.

The death of opea in Eire? Wide Open Opera’s production of Wagner’s Tristan und Isolde and more suggests otherwise
Rumours of the death of opera have been greatly exaggerated, and a cohort of fresh Irish productions are in the pipeline, writes MICHAEL

I agree with the rest, I hope this isn't you last poem here. Your poetry is so unique.
Always, Carole

Valuable verbage none the less.
I enjoyed this veratible cornicopia.

~W~

A symphony of measured verses.
A kalidascope of words to
summon ever so from your heart.

Hope this isn't your last poem Jon
Lady Mary Ann

Please let not this be the last...please

You, Jon, are too valuable to lose

john

Excellent imagery in this very fine poem! I know you will consider staying,even if you share less,please keep posting, I'll be here to read you;-)

Love,
Eileen