Temporal

Temporal

A Poem by Chris Shaw
"

(lyrics, muse is singing )

"
so what use is anger
inflicting self pain
let it drift from
lost remnants
there's nothing to gain

let it sail on the high seas
let it fly in blue sky
for life is for living
there's no time
to cry

veiled mists have now lifted
those ghosts have now gone
once haunted it's over
oh yes it's all over
along with your song

what remains is a memory
a flower's last bloom
pink petals have faded
there's no sense
of gloom

© 2021 Chris Shaw


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let it sail on the high seas
let it fly in blue sky
for life is for living
there's no time
to cry

I love that staza. we can't dwell on disapointments and tragedy for life goes on and we must live it before our time is up. I could hear these lyrics being dung to a very hauning tune.


Posted 3 Weeks Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you for stopping by Dale with your generous comments. Pleased you enjoyed.

Chri.. read more



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Nicely written Chris as are all your writes I might add. A pleasure to read and digest.

Posted 1 Day Ago


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Chris Shaw

1 Day Ago

Thank you so much Andrew for your encouragement. Pleased you enjoyed my muse changing to lyrics.
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andrew mitchell

1 Day Ago

i did think that too.
I loved your last stanza most of all. For some reason, the "pink petals" part really gets to me. "Pink" seems so innocent. It reminds me how, at our core, all of us are vulnerable like children. Being adults doesn't take away our sensitivity to what life throws at us. Similarly, it doesn't take away our attraction to things that are eye-catching, like pink flowers. At the very least, we have the memory of sweet times and sweet people even if we're forced to undergo the anger, emptiness, and sorrow when they are gone. My heart breaks for those afflicted with memory-related diseases; I would rather feel the pain of not having what I once had rather than not knowing I had something or someone special at all. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 4 Days Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Days Ago

Dear Olivia, many thanks for stopping by and leaving your thoughts. Your visit most appreciated and .. read more
The lines that capture the reader well, including me... no need to dwell on what you can't change that bruised and scarred us so, for all we can do is move on for the better or better ourselves. Life is not worth regretting when we live on the earth for only so long till our time is up.

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Chris Shaw

3 Days Ago

Love your understanding BlackRose. Life is too short to be wasted on regret. It is such a negative. .. read more
BlackRose

3 Days Ago

Oh, you're so welcome!
Chris - not only in this, but also in your last couple of writes, you seem to be really down. I hope this is not the case. I know that I haven't been here lately but I hope and pray that it is not the situation. I wish for your well-being.
Take care - Dave

Posted 5 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Days Ago

All is well Dave. My muse has a mind of her own. I go with the flow. Thanks my friend for checking i.. read more
Dave

5 Days Ago

I'm glad to hear that all is well.
Take care - Dave
Chris Shaw

5 Days Ago

And you too Dave.
Moving on it's not easy for anyone. We need time for healing even if we went through hell and we feel like we are strangers and everything doesn't seem the same because something changed for us. Never let yourself drown in pain because you will lose every chance to hope again for finding a better person. I did that, and now I am healing by myself, and all I can tell it's that this is very hard. When you feel like you can't fight by yourself you will find that one person who will take away all your pain. Thank you for sharing with us this poem.

Posted 5 Days Ago


Chris Shaw

5 Days Ago

Many thanks for calling on my page abd leaving this review. I appreciate your time spent reading my .. read more
I write better about what angered or upset me 40 years ago than I do about my emotions today. I’m not saying this because of the time it took to cook and develop thoughts of revenge but rather the clarity of thought from a renewed perspective. Time is our friend, in my experience.

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

1 Week Ago

You are right. Time can be a friend. It can soften both anger as well as grief. Appreciate your visi.. read more
Yeah your Muse was in high spirits nice rhythm nice flow

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


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Chris Shaw

1 Week Ago

Thank you Kent for stopping by. Greetings, you are appreciated. Pleased you enjoyed.

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what remains is a memory a flower's last bloom pink petals have faded there's no sense of gloom and a very beautiful poetic line Chris! The muse inspired a beautiful song I enjoyed it!

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

1 Week Ago

Butterfly, I thank you for fluttering my way. You are appreciated.

Chris
Life is too short to cry, that is true. I often sing what I write too, at least in the beginning to get the poetry started when I'm in a writers block. Anger helps when I weight left but that's about all it's good for. Nice write. Tyfs

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


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Chris Shaw

1 Week Ago

You do weight lifting? Yes, anger could help there Cyprian. Yes, it's strange how song finds its way.. read more
Nice poem Chris. Your words 'Life is for living and there is no time to cry' these are the soothing words for the readers. Memory lasts long. Well composed poem


Posted 2 Weeks Ago


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Chris Shaw

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you Abdul for your thoughtful review. You are appreciated.

Chris

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