Tom Simard

Poetry, Music, and Prose

Goodbye

The long and the short of it –
a quarter century
of one’s life.

The heat was once
intense,
ancient steps rising up
in sweat.

The sun was always
an elixir
since those days
at university in the
mountains.

The sea
stands
as a replacement for
those thousand lakes
of a child –
cleaner and bluer.
The first time
you swam
you felt as if you floated,
and it would be impossible to sink.

It is not the last goodbye.
You will return
for a month or two
a year
to enjoy the best
on offer,
no longer having
to tolerate the rest.

The language goes with you
and you will use it,
sometimes as a code.

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4 thoughts on “Goodbye

  1. This is lovely. Really a fine and beautiful piece.

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  2. Thanks for the kind words, Jessica.

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  3. This is lovely writing Tom, it makes me think someone close is leaving for the south or the north – as their weather would have it to retire in a more bearable climate.

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