by Kate Demeree

Tonight I found my liberty
Allowing me to be
Set aside the want of you
That easy memory

I found my voice once again
Danced the whole night through
Surprised the world and myself
I did not yearn for you

In the dim twilight hours
When the dusk turned to dawn
I realized that now
I could finally move on

There are pieces left behind
Traces of what could have been
Times that I am sure I will
Pause and rememberÂ… when

This a wonderful beginning
To a life that will go on
Happiness will still be found
When this time has gone




Posted on 10/27/2004
Copyright © 2021 Kate Demeree

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Ashok Sharda on 10/27/04 at 02:53 PM

'I found my voice once again'.. this poetic expression does echo these feeling.Yes, its your voice. so assertively expressing this realization that 'now I could finally move on'

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 10/27/04 at 03:08 PM

A refreshing way of saying, "Time heals all wounds!" You say it most engagingly.

Posted by Maureen Glaude on 10/27/04 at 03:20 PM

ah, such freedom when the yearning stops! And time for new energy and growth. Been there, got the t-shirt!

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/27/04 at 04:13 PM

The shortness of this piece and its subtle rhyming help to convey that confidence of survival. Pleasant read Kate that I can apply to my own life in various ways, both past and present. Thanks.

Posted by Ken Harnisch on 10/27/04 at 06:01 PM

what a wonderfully refreshing declaration of independence! Bravo, Kate!

Posted by Melissa Arel on 10/28/04 at 01:48 AM

I agree with everyone.. this is a fantastic statement of self-dependence and freedom! Excellent!

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 10/28/04 at 11:20 AM

knowing the spiritness of you firsthand, I can well say, the phoenix ain't got nothing on you, as far as new beginnings go and how does the song go, when they begin the beguine-------

Posted by JD Clay on 10/28/04 at 01:17 PM

Ah! Saying goodbye to the past seems like such sweet sorrow, until we discover that it no longer serves us. This is one reason why I no longer pack a camera. Good stuff, Kate. Pe4ce...

Posted by David R Spellman on 10/31/04 at 01:37 PM

Bravo to you! A beautiful expression of moving on and getting on with our lives after the heart-wrenching pain of loss slowly diminishes with time. You go girl!!! [;0)~

Posted by Glenn Currier on 11/08/04 at 03:59 AM

You do make meaningful in a different way the truism: "Better to have love and lost... " Your poem speaks eloquently the possibility of resurrection and a new day while honoring the losses and pain of love and life. Delicate and engaging piece, Kate. Thanks.

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