In Passing

[hack]

I learned, in passing,
that you do not breathe, old friend.
Now, finally, my memories of you
can be set in stone.

Through faulty circuits I see,
with haunting clarity,
that one brief stare, so long ago,
that told us each,
in a hot crisp flash,
that we are not immortals.

We knew it then so well,
though, as time forgets us,
we forget in time.

The passing decades, in their cruelty,
pushed us apart, and tried to hide
the simple truth we learned at such a cost.

I still recall our hearts and minds
the day we walked away,
and learned to say goodbye.

[Twota]

So true , love it!

[PrinceMyshkin]

I believe that in the title and its repetition you intend to speak about your own passing (and that of all of us) as well as that of your friend. It's such a heartfelt poem.

[tailor STATELY]

Well done. An inspired retrospective.


I still recall our hearts and minds
the day we walked away,
and learned to say goodbye.

Sincerely,
tailor STATELY

[Delta40]

I like the flashing snapshot reminder that nothing is for ever Hack. Well done.

[Jerrybaldy]

I learned, in passing,
that you do not breathe, old friend

Hello Hack
You know when you hover the cursor over a poem before reading it. Well opening lines like this encouraged me to read it all and I am glad I did.

[everyadventure]

All of your poems I've read have been so SINCERE. Love that about you, hack :)