An Elegy

image of red rose with quill

Tonight I will stand for you even though you have fallen

Your life may have ended but the light you brought with you is immortal

For you I will never let my heart sink in despair

So, I will never waste the positivity you have planted in our hearts

But to mourn you for one second I shall stand in the darkness with you until you dropped deeply enough your burdens will have left you

In this your mark is branded on our hearts

Even though you lie elsewhere


This is my attempt at a very abbreviated elegy. An elegy is basically a reflective poem typically for when someone has died. You could compare it to a eulogy except an elegy is more reflective and obviously in a poem format.

If you want to read some elegies, I have a website for you: https://www.poemhunter.com/poems/elegy/

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Sunrise

Quietly the light it gathers

slowly comes the start of day

tranquillized and peaceful forces

gradual trail from eastward way

Pastels of colors carefully formed

and crystal moons in the rising sky

through which direction wind is blowing

every sound echoes softly by

Independent, cherished gold

soulful, touching through beauty’s eyes

there is waking on the Earth

welcoming the warmth of the sunrise

-3344marigold, 2017

 

 

 

 

The Other Wes Moore (Book Review)

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Baltimore in the 1970s was a rough place. Around every corner were gangs of drug dealers and thieves, and the word murder was commonly used as much as it was committed. Growing up was especially hard for Wes, whose father had died when he was very young. Later on in his life, Wes learned that there was another man who grew up not far from himself, who shared his name. But their fates went in the opposite direction. Both boys had a troubled childhood. The other Wes was fatherless as well, and both battled moving and bad friendships. Friendships that led the other Wes to becoming a drug dealer in his early teens, and eventually taking part in a robbery and murder of a police officer. Both got in trouble with the police. Wes had trouble at academic school, and his mother eventually sent him off to military school. Finally finding his place and respect, Wes graduated from John Hopkins University and became a Rhodes Scholar. Both Wes’ were in the same situation. So how did their paths lead in completely opposite directions? Wes was so fascinated by this, he decided to visit the other Wes in Prison and find out more. Maybe it was because the other Wes grew up without an older man to be his role model. Or maybe it was his neighborhoods in his early life. But in the Novel The Other Wes Moore, written by Wes Moore, Wes finds out “the chilling truth that his story could have been mine. And the tragedy that my story could have been his.”

I would rate this book 5/5 stars for its depth and moral. A story may begin with a struggle, but you can still stand strong and become a great person. Because of certain language and content, my age recommendation is 13+. But of course, a mature reader below that age is welcome to read it if they see fit.

 

Outcast

Outcast

I drift away

Never to be seen by the light of day

Some may say it makes me dark

While I slowly back away form the brightness that once surrounded me

I lose my spirit when I bask in that black emptiness

It hurts me with such pain

So, I stumble in a frenzy of panic

The Thing steals me, haunts me, and takes me as their own

The desolation is a vacuum waiting to consume everyone and everything

My long gone spirit filled with a one-of-a-kind confidence has been taken

The hollow effect it has causes me to bail in an outburst of tears for hope of a better day

Sorrowfully I drift away from the mainstream society

Oh, how I constantly ask myself, Why am I such an Outcast?

 

 

 

 

Dark Rose

DarkRose.jpgWhy does the weeping flower stay,

It’s filled with nothing, it should decay

But there it stands with only pride

Oh, how I can not look at how it cried

It fills me with such sorrow

I even fear its life for tomorrow

Throughout the torture its suffered

It will not even stay covered

How I long to acquire the soul of that rose

Not to fear, this wish will not be lowest of lows

All I need is the power it wields

The type I do not breed whereas

A mere plant can have that power to withstand like no other

So, I wish to my father, cousins, brother, and mother

That no matter how hard I must try I will not wither away

Not even a moment to think about a chance of decay

 

Falling Heights

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Do you lack imagination

where do your loyalties lie

when you find yourself feeling down

do you soar high up in the sky

 

Can you understand the feelings

of the beings around you

without even knowing

who they are

 

And why does watching

the birds flying up so high

make you feel down

 

Or does it lift you up?

 

But to do that you must have imagination

and know where your loyalties lie

and when you find yourself down

soar high up in the sky

 

And understand the feelings

of the beings around you

without even knowing

who they are

 

And when you feel the wind on your face

from the top of the tallest tree

and then fall down

down

down

and yet you’re still higher than you’ve ever been before.

 

-Marie Walters, June 2017

 

 

 

 

The Five People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom

Cover of the book The Five People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom

Review by fmarie0122

Eddie is a grizzled war veteran who feels trapped in a meaningless life of fixing rides at a seaside amusement park. His days are a dull routine of work, loneliness, and regret.

Then, on his 83rd birthday, Eddie dies in a tragic accident, trying to save a little girl from a falling cart. He awakens in the afterlife, where he learns that heaven is not a lush Garden of Eden, but a place where your earthly life is explained to you by five people. These people may have been loved ones or distant strangers. Yet each of them changed your path forever.

One by one, Eddie’s five people illuminate the unseen connections of his earthly life. As the story builds to its stunning conclusion, Eddie desperately seeks redemption in the still-unknown last act of his life: Was it a heroic success or a devastating failure? The answer, which comes from the most unlikely of sources, is as inspirational as a glimpse of heaven itself.

My mom actually recommended this book to me and one day on a trip to the beach I decided to give it a shot. Through Eddie’s encounters in heaven his life is pieced together, and it allows the reader a deeper insight into the hardships that Eddie has experienced throughout his lifetime. All the people that he meets along the way played a part in his life and they had a story to tell, along with a lesion to be taught. With this Eddies is able to come to terms with what has happened in his life so that he can be truly at peace in heaven. This is a beautiful interpretation of heaven created by Mitch Albom and I would highly recommend that you give the book a chance.