Final Moments
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
just a few seconds too long.
Amy O Connor was born in Tipperary, Ireland. She spent much of her early twenties travelling the world to experience different cultures and has lived in both Barcelona, Spain and Toronto, Canada. Amy always had an innate passion for the pen and in 2019, she published her debut anthology, A Beautiful Complexity. She studied journalism at the University of Limerick and now works in communications and resides in Cork, Ireland.
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
just a few seconds too long.
Short but powerful. My favorite kind. This poem shows what can happen when two people who can't be together (for whatever reason) don't want to be apart.
Pull away the world
so that it is just us two.
Silence the chaos
inside and outside our heads.
Talk about rekindling something lost; that will do it. Good read and flow.
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Somewhere between
hello and goodbye
a whole life happened.
And now, I am left to wonder
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They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing at my feet.
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The plates will still shift
and the clouds will still spew.
The sun will slowly rise
and the moon will follow too.
This poem is really so good. I feel this poem; it's just amazing.