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Garden of Stone

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Tara Simms
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since 08-12-99
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Honea Path, SC USA


0 posted 09-21-1999 09:58 PM       View Profile for Tara Simms   Email Tara Simms   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit Tara Simms's Home Page   View IP for Tara Simms


Garden of Stone

I wander through the garden of stone
Searching for your marker.
I spy your name and feel the dread in my heart.

Sinking to my knees
I kneel before the shrine.
My fingers trace the words
That were etched so many years before.
If I close my eyes and concentrate
Could I feel your touch?
No, only the cold of granite.

I lay two white roses on your memorial.
Two…for the children you left behind.
White…for the innocence that was shattered.

The sun shines but I don’t see it.
Its warmth can’t touch the heart
That was frozen in time,
on the day you died.

I curl up into a ball
Wishing you could cradle me.
Heartbreaking sobs rip from my soul,
Mournful cries fill the cemetery.

I bury my head in my arms,
Wailing against the injustice
Of having you taken from me.

My fists pound the earth beneath me
Screams of rage over
Memories that would never be.

Eighteen years of stored anger
Released in a torrent of emotion.
No need to be strong now,
There’s no one to see me weep.

My grief overcomes me
I feel like I’ve spent my lifetime grieving.
I lay on your grave
Crying for you mommy.


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Work like you don't need the money, love like it's never going to hurt, dance like nobody's watching.

[This message has been edited by Tara Simms (edited 09-22-1999).]
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Christopher
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Purgatorial Incarceration


1 posted 09-21-1999 10:02 PM       View Profile for Christopher   Email Christopher   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Christopher

Arrgh!
"I laughed, I cried."
What a beautifully sad tribute to your mother Tara. I swear you people, (people in passions) sure know how to tug on the strings of my heart. Sometimes you make me laugh, sometimes you make me cry. Often I am forced to think, and occasionally allowed to just wonder. But above all, it is poems like these that make me happy to be alive and sharing my life with all of you!
Thank you for providing some joy in reading Tara, even though 'tis a sad subject.


Chris
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2 posted 09-21-1999 10:04 PM       View Profile for DreamEvil   Email DreamEvil   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit DreamEvil's Home Page   View IP for DreamEvil

I'm glad to see that you found an outlet for your grief, my friend.

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Now and forever my heart hears ~one voice~.
DreamEvil©

Beki
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since 09-15-99
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3 posted 09-21-1999 10:06 PM       View Profile for Beki   Email Beki   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Beki

A very touching and sad poem. I lost my dad when I was 19, and had only seen him twice for a total of 3 weeks. I felt so cheated and was a bitter a long time., I can relate to this all too well!
hoot_owl_rn
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4 posted 09-22-1999 10:42 AM       View Profile for hoot_owl_rn   Email hoot_owl_rn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit hoot_owl_rn's Home Page   View IP for hoot_owl_rn

Very touching and very sad

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"In the depths of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer" ~Albert Camus
startin_fresh
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5 posted 09-22-1999 01:27 PM       View Profile for startin_fresh   Email startin_fresh   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for startin_fresh

Tara:

I love the tribute to your mom and could almost visualize you at her monument. Well done my friend. It truly deserved to be posted. It's what's inside you that helps to make the whole you. (( Tara ))
moonmoon
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6 posted 09-22-1999 01:31 PM       View Profile for moonmoon   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for moonmoon


Touching indeed Tara...Its hard to let all that pent-up pain flow out like that...You did a great job nonetheless...(((hugs))

Thanks for the read my friend...
moonmoon
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7 posted 09-22-1999 01:31 PM       View Profile for moonmoon   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for moonmoon


Touching indeed Tara...Its hard to let all that pent-up pain flow out like that...You did a great job nonetheless...(((hugs))

Thanks for the read my friend...
Tara Simms
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since 08-12-99
Posts 1285
Honea Path, SC USA


8 posted 09-22-1999 07:35 PM       View Profile for Tara Simms   Email Tara Simms   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Tara Simms's Home Page   View IP for Tara Simms

Thank you all for your comments. I have only visited my mother's grave twice. Once as a little girl and again when I was a young mother at the age of 20. This poem was based on that last visit. It was so hard to capture my feelings without succumbing to the whirlwind of loss. Thank you for appreciating this poem. It means a lot to me.

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Work like you don't need the money, love like it's never going to hurt, dance like nobody's watching.

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[This message has been edited by Tara Simms (edited 09-22-1999).]
Alwye
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In the space between moments


9 posted 09-22-1999 08:51 PM       View Profile for Alwye   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alwye

Wow, Tara....deeply sad and moving. I'm glad you let you pain bleed into this wonderful poem.

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*Krista Knutson*

Mockery is a form of ignorance; silence, a form of wisdom. -- Daniel L. Miller

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