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For Prose Poetry Lovers, "Final Glimpse"

Updated on January 5, 2012
No words are needed.
No words are needed.
Life as we know it ending like it started.
Life as we know it ending like it started.

This was inspired by a fellow hubber, Rosemay50, a natural talent, and a wonderful person. I just wanted to give credit where credit belongs. (Kenneth Avery)

I dance the struggling darkness of universe past;

Feeling dust of light past eyes - shadows in line.

Shoeless, bloody feet, splintered with life,

Wrinkled moonlight tapestry sees our strife.


Embracing no body the breath once lived;

Sparkling laughter silent struggle still.

Broken, bowed, crushed clutching my step

Mangled voices fade to creatures once made.

Pauses, reprieves, pupils eagle envy;


Hills stream, stalking hunter’s step slowly cease - - -

A hand, a throb, an eyelash once held;

Scented sadness, pain-twined past.

Sun goes shameful, birds sing low;


Blood falls freely - creation’s door.

Gates swing wide, glowing eyes pierce;

Crawl like a maggot - pride complete.

Final note, music, love, life is thrown;

Cast backward, precision in craft.


Gathered ne’er the mirror - they see me

Blinded eyes, crippled dreams, our schemes.

Hilltop dew slashes my kin

Mountains rumble - -then speak twain again.

Days end, ending days . . .

Slowly, silently walking away.


(the reader can interpret this to their own ease of knowledge and settling of their own conscience. And that is how it should be.---Kenneth Avery).



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      TattooKitty 5 years ago from Hawaii

      Another poetic triumph! Once again, I am in awe of your alliteration mastery; it sparks within me a desire to annunciate every line! Your tenacious talent is truly enchanting ;)

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      Kenneth Avery 5 years ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Hi,snakeslane, thank you, from my heart, for your warm, sensitive comment. I mean it. All comments from my followers/friends, are like info-logs that I add to my mental space where I DO harbor good and bad images that have been with me most of my life. Deep place? I can respect that. You are obviously more in tune with your spiritual side than I am. I can sense this in your words that are so sweet, calculating, and guarded. The useage of eyelash, may be, a subconscious metaphor or degree in time. It just keeps coming up in my spririt and I just write down what my spirit leads me to write. I am so GLAD that you took time to read this hub. You are very-much appreciated, snakeslane. I will check on you later. Peace....Kenneth

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      Verlie Burroughs 5 years ago from Canada

      Your words paint a bleak reality Kenneth Avery. A portrait of a painful journey, without a happy ending. You must have tapped in to a deep place to convey this kind of suffering so clearly. I am interested that you have used the 'eyelash' image again in this piece. Regards, snakeslane

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      Kenneth Avery 6 years ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      12/5, 9:26 p.m./cst

      Hello, Deborah,

      a Sincere THANK YOU for your sweet comment on this hub. Sometimes, life and love are entertwined and share disguises as pain, loss and paradise. It has taken me years to learn that fundamental step. Wonder how many more I have to learn? LOL! Thanks again, Deborah. I will cherish your comment.

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      Deborah Brooks Langford 6 years ago from Brownsville,TX

      Very beautiful and sad.. I love this poem.. thanks for sharing.. I voted up and beautiful.. I love love poetry...

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      Kenneth Avery 6 years ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      11/12/2011

      Dear Moyra, THANK YOU, DEAR FRIEND, for the lovely comment. I am wihout adequate words to really express HOW THANKFUL that I am to meet YOU and read YOUR hubs, which ARE mind-blowing to me. But I sincerely thank YOU so much for caring. And I hope we meet often. Kenneth

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      Moyra 6 years ago

      This is a beautiful, poignant and powerful poem. You paint such vivid images with your words and at the same time prompt your reader to think. Voted up and beautiful. Hope to see more poetry hubs from you and I hope you enter the contest. All the best.

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      Kenneth Avery 6 years ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Hi, justateacher . . .THANK YOU, FROM THE HEART, for your comment. Your words are soft, yet firm. And touch my imagination. And thanks for the kind votes too. You are a fantastic friend. I just hope I can be as good to you as you have already been to me. Sincerely --Kenneth

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      LaDena Campbell 6 years ago from Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Near Oz...

      Wow...you do paint pictures with your words...voted up and awesome...because it is!

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      kenneth avery 6 years ago

      Thanks so Sincerely--ExoticHippieQueen, for your lovely comment that means the world to me. And thank you for your votes also. I wonder sometimes if I am even worthy of all of my friends (like you) on HubPages. I will try hard to be appreicative. Bless you.

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      ExoticHippieQueen 6 years ago

      Incredibly deep, touching and profoundly brilliant! Voted up and beautiful!

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      kenneth avery 6 years ago

      Thank YOU SINCERELY, Victoria Lynn. This one literally took it out of me. I am now so tired emotionally that I am just floating along. Thanks for your kindness.

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      Kenneth Avery 6 years ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Thanks to YOU--Rosemay50;Nellieanna and Saddlerider1...you are so kind. And real. Bless you all.

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      Victoria Lynn 6 years ago from Arkansas, USA

      Very strong images....that make such sad impressions. Life can be that way, especially those perhaps that are ignored. You should be proud of this one. Very impressed. Voted beautiful, awesome, and up.

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      Kenneth Avery 6 years ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Saddlerider1, "Thank YOU so MUCH for YOUR touching remarks that moved me with awe and humbled me. I, for some reason, am speechless at your kindness and genuinely friendly words. Rosemay50 is a terrific writer such as yourself and Nellieanna. I am the one who is blessed to be among "THE" talented hubbers such as yourselves. Live in peace and thanks again.

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      Kenneth Avery 6 years ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Dear Rosemay50, I am very tired at this writing at 9:15 p.m., C.S.T., Sept. 5. Thank you from MY HEART and SOUL for your comments, inspiration and allowing me the distinct pleasure to even know you. You have definitely touched my life and thanks too, for the congratulations on the 100th hub. I hope to live long enough to have more than this as time goes on. We shall both see. Thanks again!

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      Kenneth Avery 6 years ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Dear Nellieanna, words are inadequate to express my sincere "thanks" to YOU for your comment that also makes me delve into myself deeper--to a place where I seldom visit. Thanks so much for taking the precious time to leaave me this comment. I shall never forget YOU or your remarks.

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      Rosemary Sadler 6 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

      I forgot to add congratulations on 100 hubs.

      Well done

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      saddlerider1 6 years ago

      Kenneth I was inspired to come here from a message left to me from our mutual dear friend and Poet Rosemay50. Your words so in tune with my life, my past, my life experiences in the mean streets, back alleys, pool halls, dumpsters and running and hiding to stay safe.

      My poetry is inspired by scribes like this my friend. I felt the loneliness, the brokenness, homelessness and sadness of a man who knew and felt what you wrote. If your not writing poetry, my friend you should be.

      This is a brilliant piece and I am honored to have read it and I will share it. Keep writing, you have the gift like many of us. Peace and blessings to you sir.

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      Nellieanna Hay 6 years ago from TEXAS

      "Shoeless, bloody feet, splintered with life. . ."

      That line catches my attention, reminding me of a old illegal who crossed the Rio Grande, and walked across the rugged cacti and rocks for many miles, in pursuit of some job on some ranch beyond mine - not once, but twice, he passed by my compound asking only for water before trudging on into the wilderness. Of course we gave them food as well as water. With him each time were two younger folks, a boy & a girl, the same ones each time. One could only imagine what desperation prompted their sojourn, especially these days when it is so dangerous to do what they were doing.

      The old man had a kind of dignity but it was his worn and almost non-existent huaraches which touched my heart, thinking of walking where he'd walked in them,- probably hundreds of miles, including from wherever they'd come over in the rugged terrain in that area of Mexico and the 50 or 60 miles from the border to my place, in search of earning just a little something on further over that unforgiving terrain, all for his family, which he'd try to save and take back home with him.

      We forget how much we have, and we even complain when things are a little tough. We don't know what it means to be destitute, do we? Life is truly cruel for many of our fellowman.

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      Rosemary Sadler 6 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

      How beautifully sad Kenneth. You created such imagery of this poor soul and of his memories long past and faded. Of his struggle through life, poaching and scavenging for food. A broken man alone with nobody to love him and nobody to hold his hand as he passes.

      Heartbreaking for anyone to die alone.

      I love the term ‘crippled dreams’

      This is just beautifully written with such feeling and emotion, you are a poet my friend.

      Thank you for the credit but all I did was encourage you to publish this poetry.

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      Kenneth Avery 6 years ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Dear Sueswan . . .what insight you possess. That was the key foundation meaning of this piece. Most people would assume that it was about the end of time. And might be that too. THANKS SO MUCH!

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      Sueswan 6 years ago

      Hi Kenneth,

      Beautifully written.

      Very sad, heartwrenching and poignant.

      In this poem, I see an old homeless man who has died on the street and there is no one there to celebrate his life or to show that his life mattered.