Disasters, Delights and Other Detours - 66. Wake and Constancy

26 minutes ago, Valkyrie said:

Change can be good, bad, sad, indifferent, but is also inevitable.  These poems are reminders of this.  Well-written, as always.   

Thanks for reading these two. Change is indeed inevitable and often shockingly fast. 

Wonderful as always, Parker. I found Wake extremely touching, and loved that there was innocent laughter present to balance the somberness, and remind us of the cycle of life.  

3 minutes ago, Headstall said:

Wonderful as always, Parker. I found Wake extremely touching, and loved that there was innocent laughter present to balance the somberness, and remind us of the cycle of life.  

It was such a good reminder of joy on a sad occasion. I’m grateful you read these, and for your comments.

It's interesting how events affect all of us differently. Your perspective in both of these poems seems to be on the loss of something, and change, and acceptance.

I could feel that, and still be content at the end. Life goes on.

4 minutes ago, Geron Kees said:

It's interesting how events affect all of us differently. Your perspective in both of these poems seems to be on the loss of something, and change, and acceptance.

I could feel that, and still be content at the end. Life goes on.

There is a constancy to change; nothing appears to stay the same. The latter poem is an observation on a wake for an old friend, and the first considers a friendship now lost to me. Thank you for reading these and for your comments.

Shifting barometric pressure suggests to me a very different and unwelcome sort of change than what your words conjure though in both cases there is an aching.

The joy and laughter of children can be a soothing balm for many of life's hurts.

1 hour ago, dughlas said:

Shifting barometric pressure suggests to me a very different and unwelcome sort of change than what your words conjure though in both cases there is an aching.

The joy and laughter of children can be a soothing balm for many of life's hurts.

I’ve heard that a rapid change in barometric pressure can be a valid excuse to miss work in some countries. You’re right about the sound of children’s laughter. It’s a joyful song that lifts my heart. Thank you for reading, and for your response. 

The first is sad and full of loss .. but written with love, care and a mournful heart.

The second ... life is a legion of spectres, ever marching onward while leaving our ghosts in their wake.. One day we each will follow on behind them. But there are always new generations who will, like us, live and die. Nature cares not for our feelings.

7 hours ago, Mikiesboy said:

The first is sad and full of loss .. but written with love, care and a mournful heart.

The second ... life is a legion of spectres, ever marching onward while leaving our ghosts in their wake.. One day we each will follow on behind them. But there are always new generations who will, like us, live and die. Nature cares not for our feelings.

You heard exactly the kind of song I was singing in these. Wake means there’s nothing but a memory when I go, but I’d prefer that to be a joyous one than a sad whisper. Constancy tried to express how I feel about change, especially the change in heart of a friend I thought I’d lost. Just recently, we reconnected.  Thanks for reading, and for your thoughts. 

27 minutes ago, Parker Owens said:

Just recently, we reconnected.

Friendships can be like fire ... sometimes they burn down to embers. But if you add a bit of kindling and blow ... the fire is reawakened. I'm glad for you and your friend.

3 hours ago, Mikiesboy said:

Friendships can be like fire ... sometimes they burn down to embers. But if you add a bit of kindling and blow ... the fire is reawakened. I'm glad for you and your friend.

Me too  

Change is such a constant part of life that often you don't notice until looking back. Then the picture is so altered, it's difficult to believe. Instructions for some funerals are that they be a celebration of a person's life. It's easy to see why. 

@northie  Who was it who said that the only constant in life is change? Incremental change is often the sneakiest of all. It would probably be difficult to leave funeral instructions to include the laughter of little children, but if I could, that’s what I’d want.