Open Poetry #41 |
Cold as Ice |
quietlydying
since 2001-06-10
Posts 935the wonderful land of oz |
Wow, so I haven't been here in years, but I hope I'll stick around this time. I really doubt anyone remembers me as I mainly hung around teen poetry but I'm hoping to find my niche in Open. A good friend of mine [who was also my little sister's best friend since childhood] recently died in a high-speed alcohol-related crash and although I'm not very confident in the quality of the poem, so far it's the best I've been able to express things. This world is blown over. You’re gone and she’s crying and I’m left here. What were you thinking? They burned, you bled and the twisted wreckage scattered for miles. I read the details in the papers for days to come. Photos of firefighters crying and tarps over twisted metal. They pulled your crushed body held in by the dashboard from what used to look like a car. Those girls are orphans now, and it's all your fault. You held on for hours, lying on that gurney; Scott said it didn't even look like you. I still love you. Standing in my kitchen you looked so great in your favourite suit, the one your parents buried you in. Coffee and cigarettes don’t fill this void. Midnight calls and I dream of you in that casket; pale as death, makeup caked. Covers bruises spread across your face and the cut in your lip. And you’re gone, she’s crying and I’m left here. |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
I think this is a beautiful post.It gives me chills. Especially because of the experience I have had of a daughter being in a car accident and the pain she went through and is still going through, I feel this for you. "late" |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
The images we are left with when we say goodbye like this are so brutal. The mind clings to such finality and the heart rebels. I have so much compassion for what you and those who love him are going through. I read a book by Wayne Dyer. In it he said, "What you see is not who I am." It's really true, because our bodies are only where we appear to live for a little while. Heart is so much more than a pump, and ideas expressed are for as long as we care to hold them. Idnetity and love remains, no matter which side we are on. I wish I could ease the sadness of your loss. Hugs, Karen |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Hi Jennifer and welcome back! I thought this was a wonderful purging and I know exactly how it feels... "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Best written poem of this type I've seen in a longgg time...maybe the best ever. Jimmy |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
I doubt that there could be a reader of this poem, who would not get choked up over the vividly descriptive and raw emotion that you have passionately penned. Such a tragic waste of life. My love and healing hugs go out to all who have suffered this painful loss. Love & Everlasting Light, EA |
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GG Member Elite
since 2002-12-03
Posts 3532Lost in thought |
Oh ouch... this is a painful purge. I felt it deeply... I'm so sorry for your loss. ~Alyssa Hupomeno. |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
I am so sorry for your loss, quietlydying. Your poem is beautiful. May it serve to save lives, as I believe it can. - Owl |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
I'm sorry for your loss Jennifer.. you have written your thoughts well ... losing someone is never easy.. your words are very sad... I will keep you in my prayers.. RDB Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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moondogz Member
since 2007-05-01
Posts 397Great White North |
The best poetry seems to rise out of the ashes of tragedy...thanks for sharing your feelings. |
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Local Parasite
since 2001-11-05
Posts 2527Transylconia, Winnipeg |
It was alright "God becomes as we are that we may be as he is." ~William Blake |
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