Year’s End
If I lose myself in breathing,
will the air forgive my forgetfulness?
This oak, too, will stand long after
the last train exits the tunnel.
I worry that my friend may never
clamber past his lowest ambition.
Different and unabated, our words
now stumble over themselves.
Every night forms a morning somewhere:
each year, combined in our shared darkness.
Thank you once again for keeping this blog.
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Thank you for reading it, B.
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Beautiful!
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Thanks very much.
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Beautiful! Have a fabulously enriching and magical 2016!
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Thank you ! And may your 2016 be peaceful and magical, too.
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Enjoy reading all your poems. Can see 2016 at the end of the tunnel. Beautiful poem, beautiful photo.
Happy New Year.
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Thank you. May your dreams be bet in 2016.
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Thanks for the good wishes.
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You’re very welcome.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you.
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Beautiful, thanks for sharing and happy new year to you Robert
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Happy New Year to you, too. Thank you.
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Has been a great year to read your poems,….guess when you post again I´ll keep reading. Happy new year
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Likewise, Charly. I look forward to what 2016 brings.
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“Every night forms a morning” however dark it has been; that’s true. We’re well into New Year’s Day here and the birds are going berserk. Happy Day, Happy Year to you, Bob.
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Glorious Happy Day, which I spent trimming trees and clearing brush. May your year (and orchard) be fruitful, Mary!
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Thank you, Bob; I’ve been doing more or less the same here Down Under 🙂
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This evening my arthritic joints are complaining, but I still have a smile on my face.
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Wonderful – Happy New Year Robert!
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And back at you, LAJ! Thank you.
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Stunning, mystical…words fail me. Your writing reaches heights ethereal…thank you for this New Year gift. My good wishes to you for 2016… And continued inspiration.
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Thank you very much, Krys. I appreciate your good thoughts and kind words.
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Happy New Year Bob! Hope you have a year rich in inspiration and poetry in the ordinary that translate to poems that are extraordinary 😊
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Thank you, Mek. I hope your year, too, is productive and rich.
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Thanks 😊
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This has a lovely sadness to it. I agree, you write extraordinary poetry. Blessed New Year to you.
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Thanks very much. And a wondrous New Year, to you.
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Happy New Year!
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And to you, as well.
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Robert, wishing you the best in 2016!
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Thank you, Jarrod.
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あけましておめでとうございます!!
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Your first verse… Such an integral part of a moment, once you discover it.
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Thank you, Ken. May your new year be peaceful and joyous.
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Profoundly poignant poetry.
Wishing you the best for 2016, Robert.
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Thank you so much. And I hope that 2016 meets your expectations, and then some!
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Robert you continue to combine such evocative images to match your fine words. Thanks yet again!
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Thank you, Simon. I appreciate your visits and kind comments.
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You’re welcome.
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happy new year, robert.
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The same to you, John. And thank you.
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Beautiful and wistful poem.
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You are very kind. Thank you.
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I’m glad there is a light at the end of that tunnel! Happy 2016!
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Just a little, but it’s enough.
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Beautiful and happy new year, Robert!
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And to you, Kelly. Thank you.
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Very welcome! 🙂
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That looks like a train tunnel I know seriously :)… Germany, Switzerland? Thanks for popping into my blog and connecting. I am checking out your blog as well Are you part of Blogging101 from Blogging University? or did you find me another way?
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I’m not certain where that tunnel is – I found the image on morguefile.com. I found your blog via the reader- I’m not participating in Blogging 101. Thanks or stopping by.
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The first verse gave me a lump in my throat feeling
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That is all I could ever ask for. Thank you.
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Your welcome robert.. i am enjoying also some of your posts which i haven’t read yet
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Beautiful. Always inspiring. Rich.
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Thank you.
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“This oak, too, will stand long after
the last train exits the tunnel.”
A staying power over changes (like motion).
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One can hope.
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Deep and laden with thoughtfulness; Provoking old memories and giving an appreciation of a new morn, literally and figuratively. In so few words this poem speaks volumes. Thanks for such a wonderful piece of literature!
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Thanks so much, Nick. You’ve made my day.
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