While I was bloghopping today, I noticed a post by Liz Elayne for Poetry Thursday. She posted a powerful poem about grief, which made me remember one I'd written a long while back and that I don't think I ever shared. I wrote this after my Grandpa and Aunt Wanda died... sometimes back then, life just seemed so overwhelming. Tiny things, like seeing a car not pull over for a funeral procession, would bring a flood of emotions over me... so strong it even hurt physically. I wrote this poem for a friend who lost her father, to explain the way the healing came (and is still coming) into my life.
Grief
A scene on the street
a sight
a sound
memories surge around me
a tidal wave of emotions
flooding
overwhelming
How will I survive?
Time passes
A scene on the street
a sight
a sound
memories flow
like tears from my eyes
surrounding
permeating
I miss you so badly!
Time passes
A scene on the street
a sight
a sound
memories pass before my eyes
scenes from a silent movie
surreal
detached
Was this all just a nightmare?
Time passes
A scene on the street
a sight
a sound
buried memories surface
green leaves after an icy winter
fresh
optimistic
I let myself remember you again.
Time passes
A scene on the street
a sight
a sound
memories unfurled
petals of spring’s first blooms
vibrant
serene
I can never forget you.
5 comments:
wow - this is great...I love the repetition (so reminds me of the spiral of life). Thanks for sharing..
That's an awesome poem! Wow! I haven't had anyone that I was real close to pass away, but I can only imagine what it would be like!
(((HUGS)))
Wow! That is really sad and so real.
This is beautiful.
Just found your blog!
God bless
maria in the UK
www.inhishands.co.uk
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