Exactly how life goes. So many thoughts and activity around at all times and you have put them beautifully in one short prose. (If that is the correct term). And then there were fireworks on top of everything else. Great piece.
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
it's actually poetry--prose is what we find in novels, short stories, essays etc...paragraphs... read moreit's actually poetry--prose is what we find in novels, short stories, essays etc...paragraphs...
thank you for your kind words...
j.
9 Years Ago
I was such a poor composition student in high school and college. I just didn't like to sit still an.. read moreI was such a poor composition student in high school and college. I just didn't like to sit still and read let alone write something. I really need a refresher and glad I have a real teacher. I love words now as my body is shot. I must apologize for my ignorance in things I was too lazy to learn. I could spend all day here but too much of anything is not healthy they say. Thank you for the clarification. I just like that you used fireworks to provide the contrast of celebration, freedom, when it may not be all we want or expect, yet it is here, booming in so to speak. Surrender is freedom, but is it a victory, with fireworks? Maybe. That is what is happening here I believe. Yes I will read more. Thank you.
Two different images and thoughts put together nicely and effortlessly. The things that make our identity and raise our will to over think seem to be compounded with bits of our most intimate feelings; a fleeting thought of a bygone love when observing the hues of patriotism, this one is written in parallel poetic expressions, so to speak.
In Taoist terms ... the master lets things come ... she lets things go. But there is no promise that this will prevent suffering, only lessen it. Poignant piece, Jacob:)
Man thats rough... independence yes, but independent from what is the question. Perhaps there is an air of independence in divorce but if you still love her, and this poem suggests you really do, then what is lost outweighs what is gained. "Lest we forget, Freedom is never free." A lot of emotion in this piece.
Now for me that would have been a double party. I kind of felt like I won the lottery when it was official. But people are allowed to feel a certain sadness at their sudden independence. Wonderful poem.
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..