Multiple Word Prompt Poem – Things that Last

I’m Reposting this poem that I wrote back in 2018. I hope you like it.

 

Inspired by the following word prompts:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/08/14/redolent/

Redolent

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/08/14/your-daily-word-prompt-natural-august-13th-2018/

Natural

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/08/14/rdp-75-blue/

Blue

FOWC with Fandango — Substance

Substance

Things That Last

It’s only natural, I suppose,

That time makes fools of us all

A redolent aroma, up the nose

What rises up must one day fall.

A man of substance falls from grace

The skies, once blue, will turn to grey

Crumpled lines cover his perfect face

As time marches on from day to day.

The rotting decay of things once fresh

The aches and pains of ageing bones

All things must pass, our form, our flesh

Carved epitaphs on bare gravestones.

There are things that last beyond our time

That we can pass to our next of kin

Like, knowledge, wisdom and love sublime

Our kindness marks us deep within.

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 14/August/2018

 

Inspired by the following word prompts:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/08/14/redolent/

Redolent

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/08/14/your-daily-word-prompt-natural-august-13th-2018/

Natural

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/08/14/rdp-75-blue/

Blue

FOWC with Fandango — Substance

Substance

50 Word Thursday #33 – Endings and New Beginnings.

Sadly, this is the last 50 word Thursday hosted by Deb Whittam. I have enjoyed her weekly challenge very much.

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Nursing a chronic hangover, Jeff winced as the door slammed
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Nursing a chronic hangover, Jeff winced as the door slammed

He wasn’t particularly callous, but the ending of the relationship didn’t bring him any tears. He’d realised it wasn’t going to work out from the start. They were both too selfish. It had all been lust without any real emotion underneath. She’d wanted something from him and unable to deliver, she walked out.

Nature sometimes had a way of preventing the worst from happening.

He sipped his Virgin Mary and contemplated his future batchelordom.

It was an end, but it was also the start of a new beginning for him.