When It’s Gone

My Plan B poem for the poetry month event.  It wasn’t necessarily meant to be the poem dealing with the passage of time.  But then, as the words flowed, it’s exactly about that isn’t it?

The Waterfall Cafe - Schooled In the Bluez

When It's Gone
by Michael Romani

Off to school
And taught to concentrate
Learn the rules
That serve to exacerbate

Fitting in 
Learning to conform
Seldom then
Slipping out of uniform

Leave behind
Those childish ways
Filled in mind
So the teachers say

Snowfall 
On the wood
He doesn't recall
What he understood

Life leads to love
That is shiny and new
But God above
Can't stop life or war for you

So far away
As the war drags on
Birthdays pass and still you stay
Until it seems home is gone

Reunited at last
The stuff of dreams
So much time has past
His daughter bigger than she seems

Busy days filled
With meaningless details
More driven than thrilled
Gone off the rails

Costs to be cut
Take away meaning
Nothing comes from nothing...but
Life kills the dreaming

Chin up and all of that
Life goes on
And that's a fact
...Until it's gone
(c)  April 3, 2019   Michael Romani
All Rights Reserved

Wild, Wild West -Desert School House

 

 

 

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