Goodbye, My Desert

[Yobousensou]

There's some sweetness in a
parting and happiness in farewells
There's relief in heavy luggage
and the thrill of a new air's smell

It's goodbye, cantoring morning birds
Goodbye, pretty veiled eyes
Goodbye, lov'd children and old dirt roads
Goodbye, my desert, goodbye

There are sorrows in the losing
and pains when out of sight
like friends who're never seen again
or the loss of a springtime light

So goodbye, old men and flowing robes
Goodbye, sad seas and sky
Goodbye, fast friends and enemies
Goodbye, my desert, goodbye

[karrie]

There is a lyrical feel to this that I really like. Well done!

[Valentine]

Saying good by to one way of living to approach something new can be very exciting. Valentine

[Moirae]

I agree with Valentine, why does goodbye have to be sad? It's a new beginning and it doesn't mean that things have to end forever just for the moment. New adventures await, new memories to be made. I enjoyed this piece.

[Elm46]

It is as if you are not only moving or dying in this piece hypothetically but rather leaving to a much less adds ideals place. This is a good pocket poem because it so cleverly and distinction shows the vast love and connection we can build when growing up or simply dwelling in a spot. Vacation lost and time to return to the old grind, no?

[iSurrender]

Mmm the freedom of letting go seems so aptly portrayed in this poem wrapped up in the beauty of the desert. I thoroughly enjoyed it. nice write.

[MacUinseann]

First of all, props on the well-articulated rhythm. The piece was a quick read yet its message still came across crystal clear. I also enjoyed the simple way you described the end of a chapter in someone's life. When we leave a place we've grown into, the sorrow burns away all complications and presents us an undistorted image of what that place meant to us. This farewell came out with a tearful honesty, the kind of honesty which comes to us when we disappear from a place forever. Well done.

[Yobousensou]

Thanks, folks, I really appreciate the kinds words. I wrote this when I was leaving my assignment in Khamis Mushsait, Saudi Arabia after a year long military-diplomatic post. I had lived on a compound there in a vast desert. The place had an unspeakable sadness to it. It was in the pale skies and the sunburned faces of the foreign workers.

I found it a place of unexpectedly rapid and close (fast) friendships...and antagonistic relationships. However, in spite of all that, I somehow came to love it. I miss it some days.

[riversidepoet]

This is so beautiful , so many great lines, too beautiful to analyze , let it be what it is to you, thanks so for sharing, may God bless

[rupertpupkin]

Wonderful rhythm and rhyme on show here. Well done on the spotlight

[the quiet poet]

Saying goodbye with love, seeming to not really "let go". Not sure if I'm right, but I get the sense of wanting to come back one day.

[Liquid Bear]

I got a melancholy yet pleasant folk song vibe from this fine poem. I loved every line of it.

Bear