All Mortal Flight Poem by Sandra Fowler

All Mortal Flight

Rating: 5.0


I watch your poem go down in the west
And know old friends are gold without a doubt.
I clasp your hand to wish you my godspeed.
Our epitaph is written in your eyes.

White gulls of snow are swirling through the air.
Perhaps, in token of all mortal flight.
I will not call after departing wings.
Good-bye is such a final winter word.

Somehow the moment seems so windowless.
I cannot see tomorrow through its panes.
And yet I cling with simple childlike faith
To my belief that warmth can never die.

Dedicated to those who have lost friends and loved ones to cancer.

Copyright, Sandra Fowler,2008

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sameer Ahmed 01 February 2009

It is indeed a hard fact and I can understand the feelings being a doctor myself.....But one should come up with acceptance of this natural thing and celebrate the life of a recently deceased person rather commemorating........10/10 Best Regards Sameer

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Mamta Agarwal 16 January 2009

sadness, finality of death, acceptance and faith that memories amd warmth shared over a lifetime will live on forever in a caring heart. Sandra, as always i am bowled over by the serenity in your poems even when the theme you choose causes so much anguish, pain and confusion. you deal with everything with grace and equanimity.20/10 Warm Regards always Mamta

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premji premji 19 November 2008

my little sister was a victim of cancer. one of her friends wrote in her diary: mortal pain or eternal bliss which would you prefer? please read my poem 'pain and palliative care' 10++++++

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Kesav Easwaran 26 July 2008

those last eight lines are kind compassionate and soothing sharing the pain and caressing the mind...reflect the character of the poetess herself...a poem dedicated to humanity... my ten supports

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Frank Cannon 10 June 2008

In the Irish language it is common to greet departure with Slán Tamaill which translated means Goodbye For A While. The first line of your poem suggests that each dusk is soon followed by a new, and brighter, dawn. I do not view this poem as being sad but more a celebration of the value in true friendship. Great write.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 23 October 2022

Sandra, this is an outstanding poem. Top score

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Patrick A. Martin 16 September 2009

She still sings her unsung song to me as I cry myself to sleep and I think there are thousands of others like me who are the same.There is no goodbye that lasts long enough to close the gap and she returns to my thoughts before the words have left my lips.-10 As always Paddy

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Shashendra Amalshan 02 July 2009

yes ma'am you express yourself well indeed! ! this is beautiful write ma'am! ! ! nice to read, very pleasing to the heart! ! ! thanks for this one 10+++ with love shan

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Wendy Bureau 27 March 2009

What a beautiful sentiment Sandra.. so many including myself have had our lives altered or touched in some way by cancer.. Thank you for sharing this inspiring write Wendy :)

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lovely last line 'warmth will never die'...amasing poetry

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