A Bouquet For Lost Tears...

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mutington
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since 2000-11-29

Posts 132
New Jersey, USA

0 posted 2002-04-28 12:00 PM

I stood there for the longest moment,
a bit surprised at first.
Such a pretty bouquet of lavender flowers,
wrapped in crinkled purple foil,
rested delicately against
the smooth gray marble. And,
as I stared at them intently,
searching for a revealing clue,
they seemed to look back at me
and whisper gently...
..."There are many who cared for her
..other than you."

This noon I had come to visit,
to prune, to pluck
the strangulating weeds
that always clustered tall...
all along the edges of her stone.
Most every time I had been here,
the grass seemed overgrown,
especially in the warming trends
of Spring in May...
but not today...no not today.
And, as I slowly looked around
the peacefully quiet graveyard ground,
to see if someone else was in my view,
...I somehow knew. I knew,
that I was all alone...
just me, the fresh bouquet, and
her newly cared for gleaming stone.
Suddenly, I began to cry...
though so unsure the cause for why
..the tearful sobs rang out
in echoed waves and screams.
All the anger that I felt,
a loveless mother I was delt..
yet it was I who wept and knelt,
with my dampened cheek pressed firmly
against her cold hard stone...
there at her grave side
forgotten and alone...
Yes, I was angry that she died,
and forced the child in me to hide
...the pain of feeling lost,
for all those many years.

But, then I felt relieved
in some strange uplifting way
as if I had forgiven her for
all the love she could not give,
...or even say. Yes,
I had gone to her grave that day
to prune and pluck the weeds away,
but they were gone
no longer in my sight. And,
as I turned to leave, I saw
a little girl peek around a tree.
Gosh..she looked a lot like me
when I was just a child...
...and so I smiled. Then
I turned back once again
to see her sitting on the stone,
but she was not alone...
...for in her cradled arms that swayed,
she gently held the lavender bouquet.

Joyce O'Neal

mutington/joyce

"I can live by myself, but not within myself."
MUTINGTON'S MEADOWS

VAS
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-11-16

Posts 7450
Oregon

1 posted 2002-04-28 12:03 PM

Sure glad you posted this here! I left a comment at the Meadow.

Whether on the shoal or on the shore,
I'll seek the lighthouse evermore.

nakdthoughts
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since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

2 posted 2002-04-28 12:12 PM

this was just beautiful and I will save this for its tenderness..I could see the images in front of me...

hugss
M

"Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less."
(Will Moss)

HopeS
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since 2000-12-22

Posts 4596
Perth Western Australia

3 posted 2002-04-28 01:05 PM

This was so touching Joyce , it brought me to tears because believe me I can very much relate to this
Hope

ctowen
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since 2001-10-18

Posts 2286
Green Mountains of VT

4 posted 2002-04-28 01:20 PM

A great storyline with strong flow and just the right amount of softness ... enjoyed this , good to read you again Joyce!

Sunshine

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since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

5 posted 2002-04-28 01:50 PM

About time you came back to this little home, and what a lovely lovely poem you have brought with you for sharing...

thank you for the pause...

Honeybee
Member Ascendant

since 1999-12-26

Posts 5372
Ontario, CANADA

6 posted 2002-04-28 02:10 PM

This is a tearjerker, a heartwrencher. I'm at a loss for words, this is superbly expressed. I wish you the best

Take care,
Melissa~

"Poetry is not an opinion expressed...
it is a song that rises from a bleeding
wound...or a smiling mouth"

~Kahlil Gibran~

Mistletoe Angel

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since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

7 posted 2002-04-28 03:38 PM

(big hugggssssss) Oh Joyce, this is both so sad and sooooo beautiful, sweet friend, I have missed reading your heartfelt words sooooo much and I hope all is well with you, as my heart goes out to this mother and her daughter and I hope her mommy will always know she will always remain special to her heart forever and she will always love her as the girl will always love her mother! (kiss on cheek) This is wonderfully compassionate, sweet friend, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Joyce, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

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