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Dissonance
The world changes
with the death of one soul.
What once resonated
no longer generates ripples.
Concentric circles grow
too wide for this
terrestrial pond to hold.
Some individuals
touch our particular life
In ways too deep to fathom.
When their vibration ceases
none other can impersonate
their exact rhythm,
their unique cadence.
The symphony thought
once complete,
now is missing tonic notes.
And no other instrument
can approximate that tone.
But our lives continue to sing.
The void left cannot be filled
but must be circumnavigated.
Though that presence
cannot be replicated
with flawless authenticity.
The notes can be heard
sung by their actual
and spiritual progeny
with the death of one soul.
What once resonated
no longer generates ripples.
Concentric circles grow
too wide for this
terrestrial pond to hold.
Some individuals
touch our particular life
In ways too deep to fathom.
When their vibration ceases
none other can impersonate
their exact rhythm,
their unique cadence.
The symphony thought
once complete,
now is missing tonic notes.
And no other instrument
can approximate that tone.
But our lives continue to sing.
The void left cannot be filled
but must be circumnavigated.
Though that presence
cannot be replicated
with flawless authenticity.
The notes can be heard
sung by their actual
and spiritual progeny
Published 28th Apr 2020
Author's Note
Someone dear to me passed on today so my thoughts turned to that wonderful soul and her grieving family.
NaPo/GloPo/WriMo 2020 #27
NaPo/GloPo/WriMo 2020 #27
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28th Apr 2020 3:10am
I'm so sorry for your loss. The sentiments you purged were bittersweet but beautifully written. My condolences.🌷🙏💝
28th Apr 2020 4:08am
Thank you dear Pandy❣❣ she was or rather is an amazing woman who lived a full life of 88 years. I appreciate your kind words.🙏.💞
28th Apr 2020 5:23am
Dear G,
My sincerest condolences. Your poem is beautiful. The second stanza is a gorgeous metaphor describing the uniqueness of a loved one to the impression of music. This homage is a lovely ode, thank you for sharing the beauty of your work and loved one. H🌷
My sincerest condolences. Your poem is beautiful. The second stanza is a gorgeous metaphor describing the uniqueness of a loved one to the impression of music. This homage is a lovely ode, thank you for sharing the beauty of your work and loved one. H🌷
28th Apr 2020 9:34pm
Thank you so much, Honoria. I based my musical sentiments on a quotes I heard on the Amazon program when Rodrigo says, "We are notes in this beautiful concert of existence. If we don't play ourselves, nobody will." I appreciate your note of sympathy.
28th Apr 2020 9:21pm
Oh ... I am so so sorry ... thoughts and prayers your way ... wonderful tribute ...
28th Apr 2020 9:35pm
Thank you, dear Soledad❣❣ My grief was somewhat assuaged by writing this poem 🌹
16th Jul 2020 9:37pm
17th Jul 2020 1:39am
Thank you so much, Kristina💖 Actually I am glad you read this because it gave me a chance to revisit the love that I feel for that dear lady.😘
Anonymous
5th Jan 2023 5:39am
a beautiful homage indeed , my Bro
This vibe made me fall back into memoirs
of my childhood
Big thx for posting
This vibe made me fall back into memoirs
of my childhood
Big thx for posting
5th Jan 2023 7:21am
Thank you so much, Naajir! Once, again, I needed to reread this piece. As one gets older more and more friends and family are on the othe side and yet their impact on my life lingers. I am glad that you felt this one..
