A year to remember

by Dagmar Wilson   Dec 18, 2018


You can't teach what you don't know
narcissists don't care at all,
my heart is broken.

The road I've travelled
is not for them to know,
not yet, not later, possible never.

I'm not afraid to confess
there is a time and place for everything,
I'm slowly running out of breath.

Another year is coming to an end
we've seen, we've heard
watched lives fighting for their rights.
Tears are running down my face.

Reindeers dangle from the tree
multilights are playing my favorite song
"I be home for Christmas ".

The homeless are eager to start a fire
they've had their share of pain and suffer,
traffic is crazy, alleys are creepy.
Cancer is spreading, addicts are restless.

I am hanging on to life
holding my loved ones tied.

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  • 5 years ago

    by D.

    I thought the first three lines were disconnected from the whole piece, and it’s as if you wanted to write a different poem at the beginning. I’m glad you didn’t, because, this, in it’s simplicity, is really lovely and poignant. It doesn’t really step into metaphor, or abstract imagery too much.

    One slight thing:

    "I be home for Christmas ".

    The homeless are eager to start a fire
    they've had their share of pain and suffer,‘

    Shouldn’t it be ‘I’ll be home for Christmas’?

    And ‘had their share of pain and suffering’ or ‘had their share of pain, and suffer’?

    A lovely write. :)

  • 5 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    I think this world is broken... too much evil and suffering of the innocent. Im glad i grew up whe i did so i got the chance to see how things were. A powerful write. Milly x

    • 5 years ago

      by Dagmar Wilson

      Thank you Milly and me also glad that I was born back in the days. It is awful. Hugs

  • 5 years ago

    by Brenda

    Strong words Dagmar. It is so true, this world is tipping and I don't know if it's going to be able to right itself.

    • 5 years ago

      by Dagmar Wilson

      Thank you Brenda and hopefully one day everything will turn for the better. Hugs

  • 5 years ago

    by Michael

    Another sad, poignant piece Miss Dagmar. Your ink spills from your heart once more, and all so true.
    much love and warmth
    M :)x

    • 5 years ago

      by Dagmar Wilson

      Thank you Michael and I can't help myself. Always thought I could change the world. Hugs

  • 5 years ago

    by Ya----Na

    Reindeers dangle from the tree
    multilights are playing my favorite song
    "I be home for Christmas ".
    Miss Dagmar, thank you for sharin this powerful write.

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