What Legacy?

And when the fatal breath expels
and all is quiet, will you remember me

Bright as an orange bloom
with my words locked inside

A poem inspiring eternity
or will my essence shrivel

Be lost – like dust particles
exposed in afternoon sunbeams?

(Image my own.)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

29 thoughts on “What Legacy?”

  1. Mmmm … both the possibilities intrigue … I ponder all my son never shared/expressed (both creatively and simple human observations), ponder is that really lost, or simply floating free to align with another soul who may yet deliver …

    Beautifully written, VJ – I’m saving a copy of this one!
    (Odd to not have an image … but perhaps that fits the verse’s puzzle)

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    1. I like your idea of souls aligning. I often think of that concerning loved ones I’ve lost. There is a picture associated with the poem, wonder why it didn’t show up. I’ve changed the blog theme, maybe that is going to be a glich.

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