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Time Passes

A broken man stood Smoking by the river's edge today Watching reflections of a wasted life Ripple on the water, floating away Love's demise has made him feel this way And so he planned to leave this world Holding a card that said 'Goodbye Dear, No more for you I'll pay' Cars, clothes, holidays, maintenance Me Me Me Me Me, and never We Drowning, darkness, loveless life No! This man was me around three But tonight upon reflection I feel positive and free

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Silpika Kalita

Date: 11/10/2021 7:28:00 PM

How painfully beautifully written! Indeed, it's being proved that poetry is the medium for catharsis!

Michael Mc Dermott
Date: 11/12/2021 2:34:00 PM

Agreed, and thanks for your insight. This was a replay of my earlier poem 'Wasted Years', without the pathos! These are not people I know, but can imagine!

Michael Mc Dermott

Date: 9/25/2021 10:23:00 AM

Thank you so much Sally. You have made an old poet happy. Just to confirm, this was not a life experience for me as some might imagine.

Sally Eslinger

Date: 9/25/2021 7:57:00 AM

Michael, hi. Another succinct, flowing, deeply emotive poem. I’m placing you on my Follow list. My poetry tends to be lengthy while so far as I read your work, you paint murals with brevity, I can tell you also have lots to say and I look forward to more. Blessings of the day!