Fleeing the numb exhaustion of rejection
And ravaged by desire,
Washed with sleep, the little death,
Then stricken with more tragic love.
Drowning, only then to drift hopelessly away.
Unremembered.
Stopped and waited for Heaven's gate.
But it was not open to me.
Learned and changed but was too late,
Lost…but only by decree.
2006, August. David Normand
About Me
- David
- Columbia River Gorge, Oregon , United States
- I am evolving. After 50 years of working, I finally retired in January, 2021. We currently live in the beautiful Columbia River Gorge. I had lived in southern California with my wife and kids for 25 plus years. In June, 2014 my daughter accepted a job with a university in Oregon. My wife, began to worry that she would not see her daughter too much. Luckily, (ha ha) I was laid off from my job, making me free to move wherever I wanted. Over the course of several months, and several hundred resume's and applications, I secured a job in the Portland, Oregon area. We are now close to my daughter and are able to see her more frequently. It is truly a blessing. Our continuing journey has taken us to the beautiful Columbia River Gorge, in the little town of Cascade Locks (what a wonderfully historic place this is). Here on this little collection of essays and interests I try to capture life. I try not to get political. Sorry, but I have opinions, and sometimes they sneak in. I don't ask that you agree with them, but I have reached them after 50+ years of thought and observations.
2 comments:
I always enjoy when you post one of your poems. Please do it more often. (Are you still writing?)
Wow, Cosmo. Thanks. What a nice thing to say. I have over a hundred poems. I have not written any in some time. I was really stressed out at work (my old job) and, well, just an awful lot going on. I do want to write. I need special time to meditate. My poetry comes from deep inside and it is just difficult to reach that spot. But when I find that time and place, I do write and it makes me happy.
That is why I sit at my computer everynight. I am looking for that place, that time. Some times I find it, most of the time I don't. But thank you for your kind words.
D.
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