Open Poetry #49 |
Surveying the Waste |
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Okay, this is a hard one, still, it needed to be said . . . How could I have known she needed me I only knew the flaying of my soul Living in a world all my own Face away from the winds of change While she stood strong against the gale Looking ahead with glee I was not aware how much she needed my thoughts which would complete her whole wanting two to became one I knew not the way my heart bore a soul's eclipse relying on negative nays instead of optimistic yeas a living death smell of funeral flowers wax-like, lonely man molded and shaped by blindness and ignorance life has been run craven passion and sadness no dreams, no sun, only rain how could I have known she needed me as my heart did rot ©Jerry Pat Bolton / April 5, 2015 ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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shalisadefa Member
since 2009-08-13
Posts 114 |
Even when it seems that in hindsight we can make the perfect analysis, it takes courage to come forth and admit that you were not there for her. Your poem gives a little insight, I am guessing something very tragic happened, and you both were struggling. Unfortunately your souls weren't able to reach out to each other. At least this write shows that you are confronting the pain of the past and not hiding from it anymore. This to me is a very intimate confession. I hope life gave you the opportunity to heal. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Yes shalisadefa, I am in touch with all my children, thanks to the magic of the Internet. But no, nothing "tragic happened," well, yes I suppose you could call what happened tragic. It took me on a long two decades search for what eluded me, my real mother's identity. Thank you so much for your thoughts . . . ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada |
I don't want to open up a wound which probably still hurts, but don't blame yourself too much for she must have her reasons for distancing herself from you. |
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rainyday Member Posts 304 Heartland USA |
JP, I admire certain Poet's their bravery in writes like this, you're one of those Poet's, I could feel the ache..the longing for all the could-have-beens, and the Why of it all. Well written rainyday J |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you, jjote, the wounds have progressed into mere dull aches by now. ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I don't feel very brave, rainyday J, just another of those unexplained things in my past. Thank you for your comments. ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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Pete_W Member Posts 185 Scotland (UK) |
Much courage and emotion, thanks for posting this. Pete |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you, Pete. ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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