24 | April | 2012 | echoes from the silence

FROM EVERY ENDING COMES A BEGINNING

memories unknown
tug at her words…and her heart…
at what had been hidden inside
your tin can; please…
so different than reality;
he didn’t make it
easier
than this lonely, broken heart can spare
of our memories;
never
complete without it,
the reason
they stopped coming
I still know all of my letters
end

I welcome God’s words: For I know the plans I have for you
for falling in love,
my soulmate, my wife;
never: give up,
to be rushed…

lost
I’m walking alone
me
…afraid someone will read between the lines and see my tears

You have moved…backwards,
and took a walk in the park
again
I miss you.
There’s just one YOU!

the Lord is my Shepherd
is the Giver of such gifts;
we reap the Spirit’s sweet fruit
their lives will create
once again;
His world fades to black
neither at midnight, nor noon
to give you life…
that I trust will shine on my world once more

it’s simple, really:
enjoy days of spring,
bask in His presence
seen in each spring bloom
and watered daily

to help you see it
I come back to write
of farm living…
the magic of another Christmas Eve
on which I sleep…
and favorite superhero underwear

and a writer was born

2012-04-24
P. Wanken

NOTES: Written for Poetic Bloomings Prompt #52: From Every Ending Comes a Beginning — choose the last line of a poem previously written and use that as the first line of a new poem.

Because this is the final prompt of the first full year of Poetic Bloomings prompts, I decided to create a Cento poem (my first time!) from the final line of each poem I wrote for week #’s 1-51.

(One line I did not choose to include was from a limerick, and just didn’t fit: “which left her with a very flat cake.”)

UPDATE: Chosen by Walt & Marie for a “bloom” this week at Poetic Bloomings!

echoes from the silence

Day: 2012/04/24

Language of Love

From Every Ending Comes A Beginning