Nearing Journey’s End

‘…your hair was bound and wound

About the stars and moon and sun:’—W.B. Yeats

Many a miles we traveled together

Sunshine and starry nights as guide

Dark clouds and moonless nights

We stumbled but always had each other

Words superfluous, we were bound by love

Words not spoken we could clearly hear

Now at journey’s end, we have no fear

Even with eyes closed, faith will guide us there

Even if we can not hear each other

Looking into each other’s eyes, we can decipher

When our sights will fail us, gentle touch will suffice

Even if unforseen calamities do happen

Pathway to our hearts will remain open

And when all our senses fail, my dear

We will know time to say goodbye is near


This poem is in response to Jane Dougherty’s A Month (November) with Yeats Challenge day Twenty Three

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Their Place In Sunshine Today: Three Line Tales, Week 68

three line tales week 68: a whole bunch of graduates at their graduation ceremonyphoto by Faustin Tuyambaze via Unsplash

Sea of freshly minted humanity unfurling waves of radiant hope for a rosy future

Let them enjoy their fifteen minutes of fame and their place in sunshine today

Before the world comes crashing down, robbing their innocence and trading their souls


TLT Week 68

A Clearing in the Clouds

Storm clouds will pass, sunshine will follow. But a tired body looks out for some place to rest.

A Clearing in the Clouds

Searching for the silver lining

In each passing cloud

As the storms roll by

Shelters hard to find

Know there is a tomorrow

Storms will pass

Clouds will clear

There will be sunshine

But for now I will settle for

A clearing in the clouds

To rest my tired bones