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Poems of Life

A local poet shares his writings based on real life.

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Thinking of lost friends…

July 21st, 2013 at Sun, 21st, 2013 at 4:43 pm by Ed Corrigan

In Remembering Class Mates

We’re so great
We’re so fine
We’re the class
0f ‘sixty nine…
And then
There were eighty eight

We grew as petals
Of a rose
Open, succulent
Firm to the wind
Gathering moisture
Of dew drops early morn
So bright, so vibrant
Powered by our own spirits
Unafraid, unapologetic
Unharmed by storms
Passing through our innocence
We loved each other
As brother to brother
Sometimes laughing
Sometimes cruel
Never wanting to cut
A permanent scar
Upon youth’s bold face
We laughed at life’s
Absurd passion for seriousness
We were children at heart
So why not?

The petals are falling
One by one by one
Life’s innocence all come undone
What happened?
Was it worth it?
All the joy, sorrow and pain
Our own disdain
Creating chaos along the way
As if to say
We don’t really know any better
Oh to be young once more…
Life winds down before these eyes
Of fading color, hazel blue no more
Were we really who we thought we were?
The cold wind blows
The petals fall slowly, gently
Firm and moist no more
What was it all really for?

We fall as petals from a rose
Gathering round the foot of the thorn
One by one by one
Come big wind, come finally
Take the last of the ninety four
All together once more
The final reunion
It will be good to see you again, my friend.

Copyright © Ed Corrigan 2013
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I am Ed Corrigan and live in Maple Valley with my wife, Nona. We have two terrific sons - Joe and Tim - and three beautiful daughters - Kate, Sally and Sarah - and one cat named Omega. I've been writing poetry, on and off, since 16 years of age. Early poetic influences were Shakespeare and e. e. cummins. A more recent influence is Walt Whitman whose "Leaves of Grass" is the most amazing thing that I've ever read. Music has been very important in my writing and in life. I am not a musician but early on the singer/song writers Paul Simon, Smokey Robinson and Bob Dylan had a big impact on my poems. More recently, I've been affected by Miles Davis, Green Day, Alanis Morissette, Linkin Park and others. I love to write and its something that I need to do. A poet once said that a poem is not complete until its read or heard by another. Thank you for visiting my blog.

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