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Beginnings and Endings

by Amie Golda

Timeless,
How I wish I were.
That ends could never reach me
And beginnings wouldn't be
Fragile
Steps of
Uncertainty;
Where one moment can create
Or shatter hopes, springing boundless,
Into
The great
Unknown of things
Reserved for the brave--who
Venture beyond the sad demise
Goodbyes
Promise
Us; without the
Sweet consolation of
Knowing the unknown--before we
Crumble
Inward
On ourselves, out
Of the still persistent
Existence of memories past
Beyond.

02/26/2010

Author's Note: Not sure this is how you do a cinque cinquain but I did the first cinquain a long time ago and decided to finish it here.
Then I had to keep going. This was practically rambling.

Posted on 02/26/2010
Copyright © 2024 Amie Golda

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Joe Cramer on 02/26/10 at 03:16 PM

... quite brilliant.....

Posted by Nanette Bellman on 02/26/10 at 10:31 PM

Beginnings and endings are like the chicken and the egg. Which came first because you have to have to get to the other. You captured that here.

Posted by Joan Serratelli on 03/15/10 at 07:42 PM

Definitely brilliant. I read it over aand over and got more out of it with each read. Thanks for sharing. From start to finish, a wonderful read.

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