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A Day to Remember ~ a plein air, plein honneur poem for Memorial Day

May 28, 2019 Colin Goedecke
"Preserve Yourself" © Colin Goedecke

"Preserve Yourself" © Colin Goedecke

 

A DAY TO REMEMBER

                                                                        for Memorial Day

 

 Yes, those who died 

serving their country.

But maybe, too, those 

who fought valiantly

for their own lives,

on their own lines

of fire. On fields 

of grave illnesses, 

fierce divorces,

falling fortunes.

Who entered their fray,

brave or scared. 

Who suffered, 

sometimes greatly. 

Were wounded,

sometimes fatally.

Survived but scarred

deeply, emotionally.        

People known to us,

and unknown. All worthy,

not solely of our remembering

but also of our silent

and spoken honoring.

For the courage

they summoned

in the face of the fearful;

the belief in self

and the power of possibility

they called on, or 

discovered. These unsung

we can choose to remember,

can raise a thought, a glass,

a large, feeling flag

of heart to,

 

this day.



Colin Goedecke 

On Memorial Day

Short Hills, New Jersey

May 27, 2019

 

 

In gratitude, poetry, poetisphere, possibility Tags plein air poetry, memorial day, self preservation, honoring, life challenges, hope, battle, courage, remembering, unsung heroes

Have You Had Your Dark Nights ~ a plein air, plein peur, plein noir et lumiere poem

August 7, 2018 Colin Goedecke
"Beware the Maw ~ in the Forest of There"   ©   Colin Goedecke

"Beware the Maw ~ in the Forest of There"   ©   Colin Goedecke

Have You Had Your Dark Nights


Of the soul.

Cave-dark,

bat-dark nights.

Times and places

of raw and

nameless,

sometimes

name-plated

fear; sheer, 

cliff-faced

anxiety. 

Fear of falling

into an abyss; 

into a maw:

swallowed

whole

into the belly

of a fierce,

unknown

beast.

And, despite

each starless

passage, 

each imagined

stroke of fate,

miscarriage

of your fortunes,

somehow,

somehow,

however barely,

unforseeably,

making it through ~

to the light

and the heart

of day; 

limbs intact.

Onto solid ground.

To the forgotten

safety of faith

~ in self,

and the never-

vanished bounty

shining away, 

inside and

all around you.


 

 

 

Colin Goedecke

August 2018
 

In gratitude, poetry, spirituality Tags plein air poetry, thefloatingpoet, life challenges, good fortune, dark nights of the soul, fear, doubt

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