Just For You...

Just For You...

A Poem by AJNJ

Just for you...
I give up my rest
Gathering my weary bones
for yet another quest

Just for you...
I forget the solace I seek
Returning to places
that rot, fester and reek

Just for you...
I pick up my crumpled form
Bolstering my beaten back
To test one more storm

Just for you...
I breathe in birdsong
Forgetting I was dead
and entombed for so long

© 2020 AJNJ


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You have nailed the crux of my selfishness in never having been married in my 64 years. This is what is required in steady partnership -- the willingness to let your peace & solitude be interrupted. Even tho this poem makes it sound as if the sacrifice is begrudging, I don't believe it, becuz the overall impression is that this narrator would do ANYTHING for the other person, but just acting grumbly about it. I would rather leave my door open around the clock for my dogs (even if it's freezing or hellishly hot) rather than to have to respond to their individual requests to go outside! That's how utterly selfish I am, after living with only pets all my life. I like how your poem paints the s**t that must be dredged thru, but stating it artfully rather than ugly (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

AJNJ

5 Days Ago

I like the way you make no bones about being too selfish to hold a relationship that comes with all .. read more



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AJNJ

1 Day Ago

Thanks a ton dear sir. Appreciated!
You have nailed the crux of my selfishness in never having been married in my 64 years. This is what is required in steady partnership -- the willingness to let your peace & solitude be interrupted. Even tho this poem makes it sound as if the sacrifice is begrudging, I don't believe it, becuz the overall impression is that this narrator would do ANYTHING for the other person, but just acting grumbly about it. I would rather leave my door open around the clock for my dogs (even if it's freezing or hellishly hot) rather than to have to respond to their individual requests to go outside! That's how utterly selfish I am, after living with only pets all my life. I like how your poem paints the s**t that must be dredged thru, but stating it artfully rather than ugly (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 6 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

AJNJ

5 Days Ago

I like the way you make no bones about being too selfish to hold a relationship that comes with all .. read more


..................... if it aint love, then it must be something very very close to it ... but I'm guessing its the real thing, why else give up such a deep and peaceful sleep

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

AJNJ

6 Days Ago

More than love, an obligation to do what makes another happy sometimes. We just have to pull ourselv.. read more
Neville

6 Days Ago


............... always a pleasure A.J and always mine ..
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I absolutely love, love, the line ‘I breathe in birdsong’ it gives the poem such a haunting feeling. It’s such a beautiful poem and this is definitely a new favorite of mine.

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

AJNJ

1 Week Ago

Thanks a ton for appreciating that line and such a sweet and encouraging review Ms. Colacat! I'm luc.. read more
Colacat

1 Week Ago

It was my pleasure! It was an absolutely gorgeous poem
A touching read about someone who appears to be in the thoughts of the author even though those thoughts might not always take them to a good place. Conveyed well.

Chris



Posted 2 Weeks Ago


AJNJ

2 Weeks Ago

Thanks a ton Ms. Chris. Its fantastic to see you!
This sounds like returning to something long forgotten; a thing that once was of value and was abandoned for whatever reason, only for you to return to it for the sake of another. Disallusionment can invade any facet of life and sometimes breathing in the birdsong can make one rediscover their initial joy. A most touching poem, AJNJ. 💛

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


AJNJ

2 Weeks Ago

Thanks a ton Ms. Marina. I'm your fan already. 🤗

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