goodbye

Bury Your Head

An extended PiKu to close out PAD 2015,  30 days, 30 poems…
and my 1,000th poetry post!

 

BURY YOUR HEAD

in my chest
‘til
your tears subside.
Let
the pain slowly fade
away with each breath, each exhaled sigh.
Bury
your head in my chest, ‘til
you feel the safety
of my arms’
embrace. Let the pain
fade away with each tear-filled goodbye.

2015-04-30
Paula Wanken

Shared at Poetic Asides for PAD 2015 – Day 30: Bury The (Blank)

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As I Say Hello

 

AS I SAY HELLO

First I must say
goodbye…
to the four walls
that have held me,
the paperwork
that has overwhelmed me,
the deadlines
that have held me hostage.

You cannot hold me
forever.

It is my chance to escape
as I say hello
to the wide open
spaces and possibilities…
if only for a week.

2013-07-01
P. Wanken

Written for Poetic Bloomings “Life is a Beach” – Day 1: Aloha! (hello).

In HIS Honor

 

In HIS Honor

In the doorway
where she stood,
she knew she must be
obedient
to her Creator.
Yet
she still asked
for the cup to pass.

With His eyes,
she had seen him—
who he was
created to be; and

he had allowed the enemy
to wreak havoc
in his life;
a blur
of self-doubt
altered his path…
and hers.

With His heart,
she had loved him—
and he broke it; and

with every piece
of her broken heart,
she spoke
the truth in love.
Together,
they cried…
he had gotten
a taste of regret.

With His strength—
she said goodbye.

2013-06-26
P. Wanken

Written for Poetic Bloomings Prompt #113: Hook, Line and Sinker — write a poem using one or all five phrases offered (I used three: “…in the doorway where she stood…”, “…a blur of self-doubt…”, and “…he had gotten a taste of regret…”; as well as for Poetic Asides Prompt #225: write a “challenging situation” poem.

Commissioning

 

COMMISSIONING
(a double shadorma)

One by one
they arrived: Moms and
Dads; brothers
and sisters;
friends and family gathered
to say their goodbyes.

One by one
they marched from the room:
brave soldiers,
ready to
serve with pride. We let them go…
from sight, but not thoughts.

2012-11-20
P. Wanken

 

Inspired by
Poetic Asides PAD Challenge prompt #20:
“Gathering / Letting Go.”
and posted as Day #17 for the “100 Days of Fall/Winter 2012” challenge.

Hello…Again?


HELLO…AGAIN?

How many more hellos
will be followed by goodbye
before she finds the one
who’ll never leave her side?

2012-07-20
P. Wanken

This poem is written in the Naani form, a popular poetry form of India. “Naani” means an expression of one and all.  It consists of 4 lines, the total lines consists of 20 to 25 syllables. The poem is not bound to a particular subject.  Generally it depends upon human relations and current statements. Posted for Day 16 at “100 Days of Summer.”