Tag: sorrow
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April 15, 2008 09:57 AM EDT --
This poem, is based on my previous article "The Symbolist Poets of France".
In this article, the tragic break-up between Verlaine and Rimbaud is described.
This poem is meant for those . . .
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September 25, 2007 10:49 AM EDT --
A Dedication in a Rather Poor Rumi Style
Last night I spoke
But had to ask my heart
Not to reply for a while.
Dear broken heart
Don't speak to me about loss
And not about your pain
Do you . . .
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February 20, 2008 11:51 AM EST --
Yesterday, my friend John sent me a letter that left me feeling quite sad. In it he explained how a dear friend had passed away. I could tell by the tone of his words that he was still grieving. After . . .
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April 16, 2008 10:12 AM EDT --
Well, Mom, you've gone and done it now!
Left me here to cope somehow
Without you.
I guess you really never knew
How much I depend on you.
How can I go from day to day
When you are now . . .
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May 17, 2008 09:35 PM EDT --
I had a friend in college who came to America to get her master's degree in English. She was so lonely. China sent her to America and paid for her education, food, lodging, but no transportation. . . .
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September 05, 2008 08:27 PM EDT --
Our beloved gather friend Doyle's Father passed away this morning.
May we all take a moment of silence for him and his family.
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September 18, 2008 05:14 PM EDT --
Oh, what joy in knowing
even though the wind is howling
and today is gray and dreary
tomorrow will come
and there will be better things ahead
just wait for the joy to return
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May 22, 2007 06:03 PM EDT --
Memory in a crack
Of shattering despair
A suffocating voice
In the dusty air
The silent screams of many
The silent screams of one
In the mist of silence . . .
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August 29, 2006 02:05 PM EDT --
Somewhere in the midst of the tears we cry
is a river that flows, strong and sure,
transporting our joy and pain
to a place where all becomes clear;
A river no longer muddied by that
. . .
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October 11, 2009 03:08 PM EDT --
I received this letter from my friend, Marlenia,
concerning her beloved husband, Joe.
"JOE IS IN THE LAST PHASE OF HIS LUNGS....THE BLOOD CLOTS, THE URINARY TRACT . . .
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August 02, 2007 09:10 AM EDT --
One week ago today I received a phone call from my mom. I never get phone calls from her so I knew something had happened. Her tone of voice was very quiet and sad - something was wrong. She said she had . . .
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October 14, 2007 06:41 PM EDT --
After reading many stories and poems of heartbreak, it gave me the idea for this poem.
If I lose my concentration
In seeking worth of anything
We share agenda that's pondered
As I hope truth's . . .
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October 30, 2007 07:29 PM EDT --
Jesus wept.
Why?
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February 21, 2008 05:19 PM EST --
Hello it wasn't long ago that we shared a dream
Thoughts graced the balconies of faintness winds
So vital amazement hewn touched my deeper soul
Ethereal art to essence the Summer breeze
In . . .
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August 07, 2008 01:29 PM EDT --
She's just a rat some of you maybe thinking, but she's been part of our family for 3 years. I called the vet yesterday and he said because of her age I should just let her go. She . . .
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December 17, 2008 08:05 PM EST --
My Daughter called me last night. She has been calling me a lot since her Father passed away. Losing a loved one at this time of year is very difficult. Her Father passed away . . .
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March 12, 2009 04:47 AM EDT --
Sorrow resides in various places
Friendship tested, navigate rough seas
Some truly fade a phantom like breezy
Drifter forgotten, left reminder, kept
Time changes, old fires, lost spark, belief
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April 07, 2009 12:56 PM EDT --
Tiny Traveler,
Bud of Hope,
Flesh of my Flesh...
nourished by this body
for seven months
until springtime came
in colorful array...
then the tiny bud . . .
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August 22, 2009 06:41 PM EDT --
My Poor Baby
They sent you home today,
Without your beautiful baby boy and girl.
You called a few moments ago.
Broke my heart to hear you sob for leaving them.
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May 20, 2007 11:52 PM EDT --
No amount of contact can soothe me this day.
Not words from a friend,
Nor attention from my children.
Not the beautiful sky,
or the cool spring breeze that touches my face.
Not the food I eat, . . .
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