farewells
to say
"I'll see you later"
is to hedge a bet
that both of us
will be here
each wave
of the hand
dismissing fear,
brushing against
silent doubt,
footsteps in
open air.
Poem © 2012 R. Burnett Baker
Photo Puddle, 1952, M. C. Escher, shared by Tess Kincaid
I can relate to "brushing against silent doubt".I've done that a time or two. This is a great poem!
ReplyDeleteNice, very nice.
ReplyDeleteFarewells are never simple as wave of the hand ~ Nice one ~
ReplyDelete"footsteps in empty air".....that is lovely!
ReplyDeleteThere are sad reflections prevailing here. You have managed to create a feeling of a softly brushed and rain washed blues. Thank you for sharing, Rick.
ReplyDeleteI much prefer to say 'See you later' though, than 'Goodbye' Later gives the promise of hope, goodbye seems to final.
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely.
it takes a bit of faith to say see you later for sure...like footsteps in open air...very cool take rick
ReplyDeleteOn this Father's Day .. your poem reminds me I never had an opportunity to say goodbye to my father ~ who passed away when I was only sixteen.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite line ~~ 'is to hedge a bet that both of us will be here.'
Thoughtful . . . I remember feelings like this.
ReplyDeletei felt a sadness here too..x
ReplyDeleteShort and pointed. I love this one.
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ReplyDeleteThought-provoking and so very apropos for today...
ReplyDeleteTrue we just never know... Lovely write !
ReplyDeleteoh my you have been reading my mind
ReplyDeleteand that is a dangerous thing
well done
Short and succint but says so much about our wondering what the future holds.
ReplyDeleteI like the way this says "goodbye"..well done.
ReplyDeleteFarewells? Ahhhhh.... Nice poem!..
ReplyDeleteJJRod'z
Well-written.
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