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tears
spring the sadness from beyond
the eyes that looked and didn't see
the heart that felt
but didn't grief
when tears from deep wells spilled
for one who left and didn't return
no more the chant of loss heard
an answering tune from old scars
no handkerchiefs bear the wetness
of spilled sorrow from within
healed the cuts from betraying pen
candles of hope lights again
yet today as I turned my age
I wished you'd congratulate me
for living and surviving the rain
cold and impersonal in your indifference
but silence greeted my new day
and is setting now.
Published 23rd Oct 2016
| Edited 10th Jan 2024
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Great write Grace, I related to it quite a bit.
Thank you for sharing it.
~anonshadow😏
Thank you for sharing it.
~anonshadow😏
23rd Oct 2016 1:49pm
23rd Oct 2016 12:45pm
This has such deep sadness and feels so real that it is difficult to comment on the poem without expressing pain. It reminds me of how it feels to listen to the live recording of Dylan's "Tomorrow is a Long Time", which makes me cry every time I hear it. The meaning seems to be that someone you love has died, though it might also be that they have left and are not coming back willfully. But either way you are without them on a day that would otherwise be a joyous occasion. It feels inadequate to say what a fine poem this is when experiencing a very real sense of loss.
JJ
JJ
23rd Oct 2016 1:52pm
Poetryman:) you are spot on. It was my birthday today your time, and someone I thought who cared for me, forgot. He has left a long time ago though so I shouldn't have hoped. I am healing though and my handkerchiefs will not be wet anymore. Nor will the scar bleed again. Thanks for always reading me.
23rd Oct 2016 2:40pm
Ahh, I understand and know how this feels from multiple perspectives. It is a thing that haunts me on every birthday. I have them but there is an emptiness that dampens my spirits no matter who is with me or what we are doing. My heart goes out to you. May this day find you well and allow you to be happy for at least a few moments along the way Grace!
J
J
24th Oct 2016 3:27am
mundane eh..but its like a small thorn. It pricks you all the time and its annoying if not painful....:)
23rd Oct 2016 12:53pm
23rd Oct 2016 1:53pm
23rd Oct 2016 9:20pm
Not hearing from one you loved sheds a cloud on the day you should be feted. A profound disappointment but a wonderful poem. Happy birthday Grace.
24th Oct 2016 3:28am
Anonymous
23rd Oct 2016 11:47pm
Grace,
Thoughtful words and hopefully a healing write.
Happy Birthday....
tornado
Thoughtful words and hopefully a healing write.
Happy Birthday....
tornado
24th Oct 2016 3:29am
24th Oct 2016 1:24am
Sometimes we have to leave it all behind to start something better . Great write Grace!
24th Oct 2016 3:30am
Mlavender:) thank you so much. I always admire your strength, and yes I am moving on.
24th Oct 2016 10:22am
I'd say happy birthday in arrears and good write,though very sad too...hope you find the strength to move on.
24th Oct 2016 10:42pm
31st Oct 2016 7:40am
I feel like grieve would flow better than grief in line 4 of stanza 1. This poem eloquently hints at depths of emotion as it moves along, drawing fluid imagery in an excellent cadence. Well done, well balanced.
The 23rd was my father's birthday. I turned 40 on the 20th. :) Time marches on. Thank you for sharing this.
The 23rd was my father's birthday. I turned 40 on the 20th. :) Time marches on. Thank you for sharing this.
31st Oct 2016 3:28pm
Hi Daniel, Happy Belated Birthday and to your father too. I was a bit emotional at that time...:) but its sad when someone you thought cared, didn't. Thank you for your kind comments.
15th Nov 2016 8:30am
