1007 - The Stream

Poet’s United Midweek Motif : books

The Stream

Life is like a stream

Of concurrent stories;

Some starting,

Some finishing,

Some ongoing.

It is strange though.

We only find ourselves embedded 

In one of these stories

Long after it has started.

Only in the middle

Do we realise that it is in progress,

That we are within it.

Day one of a new story 

Is only ever seen in hindsight.

But the last day, that is different.

Sometimes the story end abruptly; by us.

Or by others.

Sometimes it is tossed on the floor

And forgotten.

Sometimes the book is closed reluctantly;

So precious and yet finished. The end.

Sometimes it is closed slowly,

Thoughtfully,

As we reflect on what it said to us.

Whatever we make of it

Each book can only be read once.

And as we ponder stories past,

We suddenly realise that another one started

Some time ago.

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© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

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