and when the end comes
let it come quickly
no worse fate could
ever be imagined
than having others
waiting for my absence
to arrive
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Posted on August 3, 2015, in Poetry and tagged Absence, DoubleU, John White, Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. 49 Comments.
A really interesting piece! I hope that you're keeping well and still writing! 😊
So inspiring. Great words! A really top poem! I like!
Doors are still closed. Loved it! There is comfort in music. Specially when you want to retire from
Eerily enticing!
I cant find you in my reader i have to go check on your post thru my stat
Took a while to fully comprehend your full meaning here. Hurry back, this space has turned into a vo
I love this!! So true :) I have missed your writing, my "reader" doesn't show me the people I follow
Ah yes, the silence With all its traces.. :)
DoubleU = W 
A hope we all have I guess…
Lingering would be a much worse end. I would think most share that feeling.
That’s a very sad thought come to think of it. You have been very introspective or something lately with your words. Beautiful work.
Thanks! I have been a bit of a downer lately, haven’t I? 😉 Sorry bout that.
No need to apologize! Just be you! I get the benefit of reading your beautiful words that are always so heartfelt. 🙂
Thank you, Kelly! 🙂 Even better, I get the benefit of the opportunity to speak to you and so many other here in the comments! You’re far too kind.
Waiting for my absence to arrive
What a great phrase
You got this one John
Thank you, Sheldon! 🙂
Certainly cuts to the heart of the matter. The waiting, often just as if not more painful than a loss.
You can sure say that again! The waiting can hurt terribly.
I agree – so very good.
Thank you so much! 🙂
You captured that “say it first” quality, in this one. We’ve all felt it; you said it, inimitably.
Thank you, Ruth Ann! 🙂
“When will you be gone–so we can miss you?!”
Thank you! 🙂 That does seem to be the sentiment when everyone is sitting around waiting for the inevitable. Those waits are sad but also frustrating for that very reason.
its true death shouldnt be a waiting game situation
Thank you! 🙂 You can say that again!!
I’ve reached the age where my absence is approaching faster than the patience of those waiting can adjust. What they fail to realize is that my own absence is not what bothers me but the process of it’s approach does. I had recently decided to stop posting on my blog due to the recent SCOTUS decision that WordPress seemed to support; but thanks to your post today, John I believe I will stay around for a while longer just in case anyone is already pleased by my absence.
Thank you! 🙂 Age and advancing years can give us a new perspective on life and even death. We all owe a death and it’s more and more on our minds as we age – at least I can attest to thinking of it more now than I ever did.
Don’t ride off into the WordPress sunset just yet. There’s no harm in disagreeing, arguing or debating any issue whether its with WordPress or a particular blogger. Besides, we can’t let the band break up over one issue. 😉
Bloody brilliant poem John! Loved this one. Loved it.
Thank you, BB! 🙂 Easy with the compliments. My ego needs to remain only a small part of me. lol
Powerful, as always!
Thank you, Tejas! 🙂
What can I say you are incredibly fabulous!
Thank you! 🙂 You are far too kind!
That’s very true 🙂
Thank you! 🙂
It’s so damn true.
Thank you, Srishti! 🙂
Reblogged this on Crazy Pasta Child.
You are phenomenal
Thank you so much Hasmeet! 🙂 You’re too kind!
It’s so sad but still so beautiful.
Thank you so much! It’s a pleasure to meet you!
beautiful writing… touching last few lines. Death, an arrival of abscence where once there was someone we knew.
Thank you, Gabrielle! It’s great to meet you!
You make being a downer sound remarkably creative.
Thank you! 🙂 I think. lol Some of the lowest moments can be the greatest inspirations.
I was just wiping a tear from my eye….and then I read the last line and laughed out loud! Cracker DoubleU.
Thank you, Mary! 🙂 It’s great to meet you!
The expressions you share, at times I so feel them myself. It’s not that you’re sad, it’s just real reflective thought.
Thank you, Nycke! 🙂
Such a harsh reality!
Thank you! 🙂 I suppose I’ve been a little in that harsh rut lately. 😦
Aww. An encounter with just another creative inspiration for your soul may be!
Thank you! Those harsh realities can be hard on us but can also be inspiration to write and write some more.
Spot on!
Thank you, Anita! 🙂