The final turning

Poetry break. Thanks to the Secret Keeper’s weekly prompt. The words to include are:

STOP | STAGE | SKY | YEAR | TRIP

 

To stop the final turning of the year,

Sunset bringing night, no morning after,

We strut beneath the over-arching sky,

Rant upon this stage and shake our puny fists

At the hapless clouds and retching sea,

As if all are to blame but the players.

This journey almost over, river run,

We feel the bone-cold rise from misty ground,

Where light seeps into water, dusty pearls,

And nothing is what we hoped, no rounded dreams,

Nothing recalls the tang of unseen seas,

The lush and velvet scent of hot night skin,

The arrogant cry, gold-plumed and sun-struck flight,

Of the tumultuous firebird of youth.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

20 thoughts on “The final turning”

    1. Thanks Merril. The packing has reached the point where everything useful and attractive is in a box and the house is awash in junk we can’t decide what to do with. We’ve given away almost a thousand books, sold a couple of hundred and boxed up a couple of thousand, and we still keep finding more!

  1. Hi Jane,
    Glad I found my way here. Nice poetry, I’ll need to check out some of your other literary offerings.
    I found my way here through our mutual friend’s blog “The Feathered Sleep”
    As you probably know she is not doing so well. I’m attempting to help our dear friend Candice during her time of need. When you get the chance please follow this link https://www.facebook.com/donate/1885961145056058/1886080781710761/
    and help her out if able. Candice would never ask anything for herself, as everyone that knows her knows she is a very giving, caring person. That is why I’m doing this on her behalf. Thank you.

    1. That’s a very generous act of yours. I knew Candice was low, but I had no idea she was so ill! I wish I could help financially, but I can’t. Neither I nor husband have any income whatsoever at the moment. We’re living on savings and selling the house to raise some capital. I know Candice would do whatever she could if I were in her situation and she’s lucky to have friends like you as well as useless friends like me.

      1. Oh no, don’t say that, you are not useless.
        I understand you want to help, but are unable because of your circumstances. This does not make you any less of a friend to Candice. Your kind thoughts and good intentions are just as valuable, if not more so.
        Thank you Sarah for taking the time to respond and for caring about our mutual friend. ღ

      2. We’re a little bit like Candice—foreigners who don’t have the open sesame of money and influence, trying to get by. We have five children and hoped we would be able to give them lots of the things that we had growing up, but it hasn’t been possible. I do feel useless, not necessarily because it’s my fault, but because just keeping our heads above water is difficult.

      3. I’m so sorry for your difficulties, life certainly can be hard, and unfair at times. Keep faith that things will improve. I will also be keeping your family in my thoughts and hope your finances improve. Best wishes.

      4. Thanks a lot 🙂 We had a good time when we were younger and the bohemian style existence was fun, so I can’t complain. As I said, we have a lot to be thankful for, and so far, the kids haven’t complained about their childhood on a shoestring 🙂

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