What did you wish lasted forever? What has lasted until now? What does your future look like? Write from your life’s perspective.
Alternatively, write a poem about either nothing, a last poem or a forever poem.
This is the last prompt from the P.E.O.D. further instructions will be posted soon.
49 thoughts on “JULY P.E.O.D. MEMOIR CHAPBOOK CHALLENGE – JULY 31: NOTHING LASTS FOREVER”
One approaches the last poem warily
and at times might construct it contrarily,
but however it’s done
it’s the end of the fun.
But a limerick? Not necessarily.
I should have known you’d have the perfect ending limerick! 😀 Uh … scratch that. Let the beat go on!
You Sir are the emperor of limericks!
As long as you Limerick, I know all is right with the world, William!
MY LAST BREATH, by Walter J Wojtanik
You are my last breath,
the soft in and out of life.
Without you I gasp,
longing for you to fill me.
Bring me back to life, always.
Take my breath away,
I give it for you to live.
our love is my fervent wish,
with a lasting breath from our parted lips
Oh my. GORGEOUS, Walt. Just GORGEOUS. Goodness…
Oh, so tender…
Love this, Marie… and life will begin, yes
Thank you, Debbi
When I breathe my last
I will see You face to face,
and life will begin.
© Marie Elena Good, 2019
Sorry, my comment is above
Wonderfully fulfilled! So logically… you’re saying “Best friends who’ve never met” will finally meet eventually.
Hoping before “then,” my friend.
You and me both!
An experiment here
I am born
Grandma loves me, God loves me
I grow up, have a family
Grandma becomes Grandma.
You grow up, have a family
Grandma loves you, God loves you.
I am born
Circle of life and love
Yes. Clearly all here, Darlene.
I can’t remember the name of this reversing form, but I like the constgruct.
William, that’s fine, because I couldn’t find it either, so I just wrote what made sense to me!
Experiment successful! There is a form that uses this modality. I’ll find it and feature it some Friday. Circle of life indeed, as Debi has stated.
Eternity Is Real
E verything will end
T hat’s what people say
E ven the earth will perish
R ight from beneath our feet
N ever have I believed this
I have read the Book and
T he truth is very clear
Y et so many don’t believe
I fail to understand why
S o many think this is all there is
R emove the blinders
E ternity is a reality
A nd we’re all in the mix
L ife will go on forever
and forever… Love this acrostic
You spell it out superbly, Earl! Acrostics are rather inspired.
He is the First and Last
As is His Son
Forever They remain
The Two as One
So will the souls of man
Behind these bodies leave
The earth to give
In life we make a choice
Before last breath
No turning back the clock
Once we taste death
So friends choose wisely now
Please choose to walk on through
Those Pearly Gates
The only other choice
As an eternity
Of pain and doom
Earl, what form is this? 6-4-6-4. It’s hard to write so smoothly within such constraints.
I have no clue what form this is. It just sounded good in my head so I went with it.
By the way, if this form doesn’t exist, I want to claim it in the name of Poetic Bloomings. lol
Eureka! You have found it. I’ll keep my eyes peeled for a form such as this. If unclaimed, we’ll make it yours, Earl!
After searching hither and yon, the closest I’ve found is the Verso-Rhyme, but the rhyme scheme is different and it’s 8 lines per stanza.
For me, it has the feel of rhyming couplets in imabic pentameter.
It absolutely does.
A Moment in Time
It would be hard to pinpoint perfection
if I should to be frozen in the moment
where the stream of time will not flow again
My mind would wander over memories
of every sublime event and treasure
attempting to choose the superlative
Maybe, just maybe, the best I could choose
a balmy night with stars owning the sky
and you, my love beside me forever…
Ah but I wonder, would you choose that, too?
Beautifully penned. “… with stars owning the sky” particularly strikes me.
This piece captivates me, especially the image conjured up by “stream of time.”
Thank you, William
As the others have said, there is such a visual beauty described in your words, Debi. There is such love inherent in this!
Thank you, Walt
I loved this from the gorgeous opening stanza, Debi!
What gives meaning to your work,
great sense of satisfaction–passion.
Learning new skills, taking up
new hobbies, possessing a zest
Remember that sizzling, tingly
feeling when you connected with
Would that some genius
could bottle passion
in a fashion that would allow
it to last forever. Passion
is my lasting wish.
And a passionate response this is, Sara! I wish you passion in abundance!
Oh, you are too kind.
I love vacation and traveling.
But just like a delicious dessert,
they’re soon gone and I’m left
looking and hungering for more.
May your hunger be satisfied, Connie!
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