Weekends Were Precious

Wiping away moisture, the glass cries
Broken words our last and I ask why
Watching her fade into the distance
Knowing without her, there’ll be no existence

Everybody knows how special you are
Everybody sees that I do travel far
Everybody hears over  music, our fights
Everybody  sees me leave,  Sunday night

Wiping away the tears, I realize my fears
Broken bones, swerving, to miss the deer
Watching life fade into the distance
Knowing without me she’ll need an existence

© 2011 Michael Yost
http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2011/12/poetry-pantry-is-now-open-81.html#comment-form

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33 responses to “Weekends Were Precious

  1. great,
    weekend is precious indeed. cheers.

    Happy Holiday,
    Glad to see you share.

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  2. I do believe this is the best of you I’ve seen thus far. Wow, what a powerful write!

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  3. Enjoyed the read.The mood and sentiment were crafted beautifully. In life if you ask questions, mostly the answers are in the form of more questions.
    Acceptance sometimes eases the flux and makes one look beyond the immediate present.

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  4. Very moving – love the circularity where the last stanza answers the first – nicely crafted words

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  5. Oh, this is incredibly touching. I think we’ve all had to end those weekends with a heavy heart, in various ways.

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  6. You’ve been putting out some powerful writes lately, Michael. This is a great one! Nicely done!
    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/12/18/this-christmas/

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  7. Beautiful and poignant! As always, well done Michael!! blessings and Merry Christmas, Terri

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  8. The last two lines are particularly excellent.

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  9. This is sad, and touching… Thank you, much appreciated, WS

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  10. wow! this was superb… brought a sense of sorrow… and how your wrote to make us feel your heart… this was really talented!!! great post!

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  11. love that final line! great punctuation on this, like closure. great write, Michael. Felt.

    http://magicinthebackyard.wordpress.com/2011/12/26/singing-myself-to-wake/

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  12. Poignant and powerfully written ~~ Happy New Year to you … may it be a creative, wondrous and prosperous one!

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  13. A beautiful piece…endings are hard for me….

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  14. This is so sad, Michael! You evoke true emotion with this one.

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  15. I like the subtle change in wording, big change in meaning of the last lines of the first and last stanzas.

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  16. Stunning!! I love the emotion and imagery. The words in this are touching.

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