Wheel Challenge N+1 - Endings

[Piscator]

In keeping with the autumnal theme, your challenge is to write a poem on endings. Any form or unformed is acceptable, 10 line minimum, 83 lines maximum.

The challenge runs through 2019-10-06 23:59:59 local time. The honour of choosing the next challenge will be determined by a random number generator based on the number of submissions.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Why do the clouds hide the sun Daddy
and you no longer catch me when I fall?'
There are no more Autumn colours Daddy
and winter forever holds us in it's thrall.
.
There are no more Autumn colours Daddy ,
hear the crack as ice throws round a shawl
why do the clouds hide the sun Daddy
can you not hide me from the coming squall?
.
Why do the clouds hide the sun Daddy?
Hear the crack as ice throws round a shawl,
There'll never be more Autumn colours Daddy,
Ice age returning froze us standing, one and all.

 

[HarryHill]

An iron wheel turns
'round wooden spokes,
a bump in each revolution
where the rivet joins the band
holding all in discoid station.

Old love burns
when a name is spoken,
oh most 'tender allocution
brings thought of fiery lips and hand
farewell kisses at the station

 

[Piscator]

Just like Chernobyl

It’s never just one,
rather a series
of errors
which compound until
the cumulative effect
is disaster.

The canoe was coming in too fast
the bow paddler drew right
to avoid a rock
then the lure caught
in these bush and
the rod tip
snapped.

He was away on business
feeling lonely, perhaps
unappreciated,
He’d been at the bar too long,
perhaps a drink
too many.
She was young, attractive and
after another drink, available
so they went to his room.
Fifteen years of fidelity
erased in an
evening.

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

Beginning and Ending

Opposite my
bed
in this hospice,

the wall
of my room
is covered
with

pictures of
every
baby I
helped bring
into
this world.

I no longer
remember
their
names or

those
of their mothers
as I
once did

but I know I

once held them,
helped
them to
breath

even
as my
breathe

gets more
elusive
and
harder to catch.

 

[Tzara]

Final Words

After all, tomorrow is another day.

Yes, let's go.

Wovon man nicht sprechen kann, darüber muss man schweigen.

And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor.

Mizu no oto.

Given by our hand in the meadow that is called Runnymede, between Windsor and Staines, on the fifteenth day of June in the seventeenth year of our reign.

And so, as Tiny Tim observed, God bless Us, Every One!

Socrates is mortal.

Darcy, as well as Elizabeth, really loved them; and they were both ever sensible of the warmest gratitude towards the persons who, by bringing her into Derbyshire, had been the means of uniting them.

All right, Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my close-up.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

It's been ten months since you fell
so unexpectedly into my heart,
and as time races onwards and
I face with trepidation the big seven oh,
I still can't believe, yet I do,
that you love me, waving away
my insecurities. Tell them goodbye,
after all these years. You are loved.

 

[Piscator]

Next Challenge

As there were only 6 entries (5 entrants) to this challenge and most of us have come up with multiple challenges, I have thrown out the treacherous random generator (which came up with my number), and autocratically decided to award the privilege (??) of determining the next challenge to GuiltyPleasure.

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

The next Wheel Challenge is here