NOTHING LASTS FOREVER*
butterfly kisses
raindrops on lashes
oreos and milk
kite-flying in meadows
evenings by the fire and
nighttime cuddles
hand-in-hand walks
embrace of a loved one and
a kiss beneath the shade tree
rainbows on stormy days
the feeling of love, and
sheets all in a tangle
…nothing lasts forever…
2012-07-19
P. Wanken
(*the title is taken from the closing line of an untitled poem by Jackson)
Inspired by Poetic Bloomings Prompt #64: “Hey…That’s My Line, Two!” (to use a line from another poem/poet at Poetic Bloomings as the title of a new poem of my own); the Three Word Wednesday Prompt (7/18): feel, shade, tangle; and Margo Roby’s Tuesday Tryouts, to write an acrostic poem. Also posted as day 15 at 100 Days of Summer.
But the memories linger on…and hope of course. Togetherness is a wonderful thing.
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Thanks, Rob — of course, togetherness is a wonderful thing…when it lasts. As always, I appreciate your visit!
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What a wonderful list of special things. It’s a shame, isn’t it? Or perhaps not. If they lasted forever, we’d cease to appreciate them.
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I suspect you’re right…but it’s still sad when the moment passes.
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I was about to say exactly the same as OldEgg..i was reading along and humming ‘my favourite things’..as i am sure you intended..painful perhaps but beautifully written..jae
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Thank you so much, Jae. Yes, “my favorite things” played along in my head as I wrote. And yes regarding painful…but the good thing in it all is that NOTHING lasts forever…even the subject of the acrostic, itself: broken hearts. This too shall pass.
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I am liking the way this form works!
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I’ve really only done acrostics a couple times…perhaps one day I’ll bravely go where I haven’t gone before: the sentence or the double.
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maybe not the things, but the memories surely. well done.
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Yes indeed…memories linger. And as I mentioned in my reply to Jae, above, the other good thing is that NOTHING lasts forever…not even the subject of the acrostic, itself. Here’s hopin’.
Thanks for your visit. 🙂
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It’s good that nothing lasts forever. If the passion of the beginning of love lasted, it would burn out. If the hatred one may feel lasted, it would eat the hater alive. Even love cannot last forever in stasis; it must change, weather, adapt, if it is to survive. This is a salient thought and a wonderful answer to all prompts! Loved it. Amy
http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/07/18/life-without-limits-sun-scribs-3ww/
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Thanks for the visit, Amy…and the feedback.
❤
~Paula
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lovely and romantic. echoes of childhood for me.
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Thanks, Paige…I’m glad you stopped by.
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your poem makes the feelings and memories linger forever….
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Thanks for your feedback!! 🙂
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