Seeking

The future depends on what we do in the present...

the future

is woven threads

on the present's loom

the fabric spreads

our hopes the bride 

our dreams the groom

wedded now in fiery red

all things pass

it's like

sand in the tide

our past mistakes

we must abide

consign curious history to the tomb

our striving birthed from a promise's womb

Author's Note

I would like to take a moment to tell anyone reading this about a friend of mine, the late Laura Vear. I found out today she has passed. We don't know how yet, the family is asking for privacy... but Laura was one of the good ones, to put it simply. A dog therapist, nature photographer, painter, lover of animals and teas, a brilliant science fiction writer, and finally, as I knew her, writing group facilitator. I hate to bring news that the world has lost one more good soul it so desperately needs in our times, but it has. I owe my current semi-professional writing career to Laura and her group, ninety-something percent of my poems here were written under her guidance and kindness over the last four years. Tea was the drink of choice, so take a moment and brew a cup if you might... just because it's pleasant. Gonna miss you, Laura.

Anyways. My first poem in a while...

Reviews

[Perdition]

Oh man! I’m so sorry for both your loss and the loss of a kind artist soul (and you right… this world needs all it can take in each one) will definitely drink a tea in just the honor. You were graced by a hand of a helpful soul and those cut ya to the bone so condolences!! I read this one about 15 times and it always seems to me the small words that make or break a poem but the message was placed and woven perfectly. You are her legacy and light to follow so keep going. This realm needs it. Raising cup in a respectful silence. Enjoyed the read~

[John Sullivan]

Kind sir, your words have been heard this day. Thank you for your thoughts, your truths, and your sentiments. This someone... I'm just thankful to have had in my life for the few years we got to spend some time together. It might be greedy to ask for more. So on this day of thanks, I for one am thankful.

[Perdition]

Perfect! Well I hope those rare gifted Memories bloom into a lifetime and wishing you Happy Thanksgivings!

[John Sullivan]

You're a good man, man. Thanks for stopping by today.

[Lorry]

Sorry for the loss of another good 'un John, which she obviously was to make you pen such beautiful words.

[John Sullivan]

She totally was, Lorry, but I do believe, sometimes, that there is a better place and if so, she's in that better place now. Thanks for stopping by.

[Desert Knave]

First of all, so sorry for your loss. I love the feel of this one, and love the use of the hope and dreams and a bride and groom. Very good write. ~Jim

[John Sullivan]

Thanks so much, Jim. Will return the review favor soon.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Love it. We promise ourselves to make the most of our lives...and as Glen Close said in The Natural..."we have two lives; the one we learn from and the one we live with after that."
Great last two lines for a finish.
j.

[John Sullivan]

Such... a true quote. Thanks for your review, Jacob. Hope all is well.