The Setting Sun to 2016: The Movie
The sun sets for a man
As the sun sets on 2016 a movie traitor is made
The Setting Sun (modern sonnet)
Which kisses endless ocean of goodbye
As whispers set a breeze for him alone
A darkness which weighs heavy on his soul
For him there are no footsteps on the ground
There is no heart which beats for him at all
So empty were the memories misplaced
He leaves a life which never felt him near
He cries too late to shadows of his blame
His pain meet echoes of a wasted life
Of all the things which once he could have done
What does he search for in the setting sun
Now somewhere in this sun there walked a man
In darkness searched for purpose of his own
Who in a moment saw a stranger fall
And with a helping hand a life began
The sun sets on a man lost in confusion in this modern sonnet. If at times we feel ourselves lost in the meaning of the words or confused in the painting, that's alright and perfect. Keep in mind, a person lost someone dear to him. The sonnet does have a hopeful ending. Sonnet! This doesn't rhyme. Modern sonnets don't have to rhyme (or follow a meter). If we look closer, we will notice that the lines in this sonnet are written in iambic pentameter.
In 1974, I lost Jack Benny, my favorite comedian. In 2005 I lost the mot influential man in my life.
My teacher, Johnny Land. As I get older and older more and more people around me seem to be dying. To make matters worse, I learned the Masonic funeral. I started to perform funerals in 1999. My saddest year was 2001. That was the year Arlene fell ill. To me she was still Arlene. I tried my hardest to keep her spirits high. I even got a councilor to help and advise me. But I couldn't compete with the mirror. She could see the damages of the stroke to her poster an looks. From her dresses and gowns she went to her mother's wardrobe to try cover up her body. She sat a lot. Worst of all there was the dancing. Arlene had lost something very important to her. Then there was the bombardment of people who felt sorry for her. She had dropped from stardom to pity. In many ways, death was a kind messenger for her. Me? I was devastated. Thanks to my family, friends and associates I made it through. I kept myself very busy doing even more charity and volunteer work. Parties? I stopped going to parties. In 2006 Amor came into my life. A new man was born.
Here we have a puzzle of life. Life, death, aging, time and memories. People are dying all the time. The more we know them, the more we are affected. Some people handle aging real well. I was a guest at a party to celebrate a man's life. He was due to die before the party was over. Memories can work for or against us. Religion? I am a firm believer, But,as good as I am, I cannot absolutely prove my faith. Faith! There's a good one. Once we can prove faith, it stops being faith. Faith or no faith, we only have this now. Make the most of it. But, Arlene welcomed death because she could no longer be her memories. I died also, but was reborn anew through Amor. Arlene still lives though the many things she touched and helped. The teacher Johnny Land still lives through me and countless others. So it is with all of us. I believe we are all here for a reason, a purpose. What is that reason or purpose? Here we have a puzzle of life. It is (they are) as unique as we are. And while we are figuring it all out, Enjoy.
This all calls for some mood music: Samuel Barber "Adagio for Strings"
Did we like 2016 enough to see the movie
According to Dan Rather (12/26/2016) 2016 will be remembered for many things, but one of those may be that it was the year that American journalism got a much-needed spine transplant - perhaps too belatedly for election coverage, but nonetheless. 2016 will indeed be remembered for many things. It was a wild year. Wild enough to make a movie.
Here is a trailer for the movie that will never be. "2016: The Movie (Trailer)"
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Death is not the greatest loss in life.
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