by Steven Kenworthy
it feels a state to say i have no wakeups left to say
i have no stretchouts left
i have just this one roll over to you left
when i'm no longer young and my hair
is changing colors, my hair has changed
when the speed limit has been fully exceeded
i have tried with my legs and it's going now
i'm thankful to say it's a sunrise in november
the calendar is looking to the wayside in
winking and i'm blinking three times slower
than i used to, regardless of the temperature,
the thermometer gives me a hazy glance.
when i've finally sailed antarctica and back
we've taken every picture of africa's breath
and come back, when i can barely walk, honey,
it's my back,
it hurts again.
when we did everest together and laughed
we made it to the top of the world and the world
adored us and grinned
and waging a war on father time
i'll take my place in line, flipping through the
books your beauty is the one photo never fading
glamorously those are some of our memories
when i wake up, when i go back to sleep
for you i will try
for you i'll stay alive
Author's Note: swim to the bottom come to the top we're not designed for this place
Posted on 11/09/2008
Copyright © 2018 Steven Kenworthy
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Laurie Blum on 11/09/08 at 10:50 PM|
I never just read your poems, I feel them. This is really very touching... you definately have some skills SK!
|Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 11/09/08 at 11:18 PM|
i really like this piece, but it's your note that hit me the hardest... but maybe that's because i'm at work right now...
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/10/08 at 02:12 AM|
A slower pace to this one, adding a bit of age and wisdom and these lovely lines - "flipping through the
books your beauty is the one photo never fading".
An astute author's note...
|Posted by Colleen Sperry on 11/11/08 at 02:58 PM|
|Posted by Kristi Paik on 11/12/08 at 06:00 PM|
the line that stuck out the most to me was sailing antartica...really? That in it of itself made this completely unique. great write man
|Posted by Frankie Sanchez on 11/12/08 at 08:26 PM|
|Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 11/13/08 at 09:52 PM|
Very interesting in the pace and perspective. I am writing from Glacier land, (Lake Louise yesterday) and the title adds the melt, the huge slow roll, gouging space in life and especially life of the mind and emotions. There is a sense of awakening and vision of the past and future if only for one man and his view of his own experience, his love, his perfect image, his wishes, desire for achievements, personal, and in union, and a vision of self-knowledge in the passing of time, a looking back, feeling the aches, especially the ageless ache of being human.
|Posted by Therese Elaine on 11/15/08 at 04:49 AM|
Truly haunting, the razor kind of poignancy I love so much, and which you're so good at engraving in my mind...
|Posted by Tony Whitaker on 11/15/08 at 06:12 AM|
What a beautiful introspective on a life fully realized and a love not dimmed by the hands of time.
|Posted by A. Paige White on 11/15/08 at 09:11 PM|
I didn't believe it was possible. Should have known only a most Pathetic Worthy could have done the impossible. By the third stanza of this, I was more exhausted for you, the writer, than for me the reader. A reader that just made it through a deeper nesting instinct with the birth of my second grandson than I ever experienced with either of my own children. Worthy, you are a master at pen, Magician. I will now humbly bow out of the room.
|Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/17/08 at 12:34 AM|
A life unusual and unique! You express it with such sense of reality and nonregret (pains and all)and with a sureness of love from the one by your side. Wonderful read!
|Posted by Meghan Helmich on 11/17/08 at 09:42 PM|
SK, this is fabulous. going on my favorites list.
|Posted by Glenn Currier on 11/21/08 at 03:33 PM|
Your journey is measured in moments of memory revealed, recaptured, and recounted for us, your grateful readers.
|Posted by Anita Mac on 12/01/08 at 04:24 AM|
I feel like you take all of these just more than tangent thoughts and collage them together and it somehow just makes perfect sense and rhythm... and I'm jealous. lol
|Posted by Megan Guimbellot on 12/07/08 at 08:14 PM|
a whole life lived in love and it has barely begun for you yet. i hope you get everything.
|Posted by Allison Smith on 07/31/09 at 01:44 AM|
I love your love.
|Posted by Shannon McEwen on 12/08/09 at 05:01 AM|
I have to agree with Laurie SK I feel them, it's not just the words, love this
|Posted by Lauren Singer on 05/05/10 at 04:58 AM|
the whole thing, is of course, effin marvelous--but, your authors notes always get me.
|Posted by A. Paige White on 01/25/11 at 05:00 PM|
Still one of my absolute favorites, ever. Beautiful "Addition" to my day that had been filled more subtractions than I cared to count. When I added your addition and subtracted mere distraction, your laser eyes revealed to me.... tis but extraction
|Posted by Alison McKenzie on 12/18/11 at 12:00 AM|
Congrats on POTD, Steven!!! Sending you lots of love and lots of feel good vibes coming your way!!