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Dec 24, 2013
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GRIEF
GRIEF
What words are worth the telling
when they have been told before.
there are no eyes to see
beyond what they want to see
more than they want to know..
What is this thing called “grief”
that makes us suffer so
what heart embraces another
lost to its own humanity.
What words of consolation
where there are none.
Each of us dances in circles
like planets around the sun
never touching
never knowing the other one.
About This Poem
Last Few Words: No-one can truly understand the depths of another man's pain,
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
weirdelf
11 years 6 months ago
oops
wrong post, wrong place, sorry Joe
William Saint George
11 years 6 months ago
Hey
I absolutely love the last stanza! I think it's brilliant :)
Geremia
11 years 6 months ago
Thanks, William, A title
Thanks, William, A title change may do the trick for the poem as a true experience,
China Blue
11 years 6 months ago
Joe
Hello old friend. I too liked the last stanza it speaks volumes. Yes it is so true that no man can understand the depths of another s grief or pain
Geremia
11 years 6 months ago
it is my dilemma, So good to
it is my dilemma, So good to see you again.
love,
joe
weirdelf
11 years 6 months ago
It is the ultimate alienation,
eloquently stated.
What I just said sounds cold.
What the poem says is profoundly distressing, as it should be.
weirdelf
11 years 6 months ago
I would consider changing the title,
but you might need to coin new word!.
[grins]
William Saint George
11 years 6 months ago
Lost??
This title doesn't work well for me :-/
Rula
11 years 6 months ago
If it was mine
I wish (btw)... I would lable it something like "Dancing in the Dark"
Great closing lines.
reepa
11 years 6 months ago
i see it and know loss. i
i see it and know loss. i simply love it
Seren
11 years 6 months ago
Dearest Joe
I had to see what you've been writing before I sneak off to bed
that last Stanza is outstanding and the whole poem is well written
you have a talent for touching emotions some of us are still striving to emote
loved this Joe
your Jayne with much love xxxx
weirdelf
11 years 6 months ago
One year
three months
twenty five days
after Jason's death I awoke this morning from a dream where I had brought him back to life by surrendering my own and the grief was as strong as when he died.
Thank you Joe, this poem retains it's power in making me feel less alone in the loneliest of places.
Geremia
11 years 6 months ago
It hurts forever. it seems.
It hurts forever. it seems. It is the loneliest of places. I feel it each day.
My best to you, Jess, for a healing that will bring you to better place.
Joe