Well met and good greetings to you! I fear this is an inexcusably short offering given the now (regrettably) expansive time gap betwixt when I last posted and the present; however, I am afraid I am moving into an ever-busier stage of life, and sometimes I am inattentive to my authorial duties. That said, I do have some longer and (perhaps) more interesting pieces in the works, several of which I hope to post within the next month or two. In the meantime, then, I hope you will enjoy what follows -- !
+JMJ
Last Thoughts
By Caitlin Clancy
Copyright 2014
Worlds meeting
Death’s greeting
Time’s fleeting
Kiss farewell
Ember sky
Mountains cry
Haildrops fly
Touch the dark
Wondering
Pondering
Thundering
In a cave
Who was I?
Where will I…?
Let me die –
Here be still. *
* N.b. To nip possible confusion in the bud: it has become apparent to me that there seems to be something of a fad in the literary world of late which likes to interpret modern poems in the most depressing and morbid light possible. Though I know you, gentle reader, are surely a cut above the average, still I feel it necessary to mention that this poem is not in any way about suicide. End disclaimer.
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