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Chasing Halos

by Max Bouillet

She spent most of her youth
chasing her halo
as it rolled away from God.

By the time she realized
it was gone,
she had two children
and the memory
of the man that fathered them.

She spent her days
sealing her fate
never quite cognizant
that her daughters
were chasing halos
of their own.

11/29/2005

Posted on 11/29/2005
Copyright © 2022 Max Bouillet

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Graeme Fielden on 11/30/05 at 02:43 AM

"Chasing Halo's" - that's a wonderful image that acts as something of a juxtaposotion to the overtone of sad reality. Nice work :)

Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 11/30/05 at 07:02 AM

sometimes we get caught up in the game of racing after our own beautiful world forgetting that others yearn for the same thing. i think it's a selfish society we live in. we should all be more aware of those in our surroundings, but we often get caught up in ourselves for too long. well written max...the halo chasing bit is so easy to visualize.

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 12/02/05 at 01:52 AM

Full circle I guess. Well done Max...Charlie

Posted by Laura Doom on 12/02/05 at 08:33 PM

Without either a halo or a 'God', I can still feel the tragedy in this - the premise is mirrored in so many contexts. And yes, the title does set up the journey's imagery brilliantly.

Posted by Mara Meade on 12/02/05 at 11:52 PM

This reminds me that most of us never stop chasing halos... it it the understanding of what we are doing that often escapes us. Incredible work, Max.

Posted by Delilah Coyne on 12/03/05 at 05:34 PM

Wow! That's a perfect way of explaining what so many women deal with. Great piece.

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 12/03/05 at 06:33 PM

Wonderful poetry, Max. Clear and accessible language. Well penned. Thanks.

Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 12/03/05 at 09:46 PM

and Life is an endless, continual circle... well done, my friend... blessings...

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 12/10/05 at 01:20 AM

A sad commentary on the tendency for the children to follow the footsteps of the parent regardless how poor the example set. On another level it is an expression of the cycle of human life in microcosm.

Posted by Carolyn Coville on 12/13/05 at 06:24 AM

this is just all around, good poetry...nicely written indeed!

Posted by Amanda J Cobb on 01/31/06 at 11:35 PM

A lot of wisdom to be gained from this. But then, that's become somewhat of a standard expectation from you, Max. :) Good writing, once again.

Posted by JD Clay on 02/06/06 at 06:21 PM

Sometimes we are so caught up in ourselves as human doings that we don't realize that we are actually human beings, eh? You've snared a winner here, Max. ,br />pe4ce...

Posted by Rommel Cruz on 03/28/06 at 01:50 PM

why chase it, when you can ebay it! j/k. sometimes in our search for perfection, we look so far and hard that we forget what we were looking for in the first place.

Posted by Bethany Lee on 05/18/06 at 11:56 PM

halos are an image that hold much emotion for me...i appreciate the gentle tone in which you carried this story in your fingertips...

Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 08/13/06 at 07:16 AM

Max you slay me with your works on halos, and make me want to run for mine....favorites

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