missed, the years
mourning you. Emptiness
a sink hole in my heart– engulfed
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Very sad, Laurie. There is NO timeline on grief, and sometimes it does NOT get easier.
the emotions weigh heavy in this – sometimes we wish we could turn the clock back and do things different… i feel you…
The sad ache of grief – very penetrating – wishing you well – K
Loving the cinquain form ~ Those years of mourning can create a sinkhole in one’s heart ~ Wishing you happy week Laurie ~
Mm. Heavy. And then I pictured a heart holding a sinkhole full of regret, a heart full of regret engulfing a sinkhole , a heart in a sinkhole engulfed by regret and then thought my favorite thing is the sound of the word engulf, like a gulp and also golf, so I pictured a person like me, standing on a golf course gulping back sobs because I lost the one I used to golf with and I tee up my heart knowing that no matter how good my shot, there is no way out of despondency and regret, a sinkhole indeed. Yet it’s such a simple poem. Sweet. And now, I regret to say I think you’re either laughing hysterically or miffed but I hope it is the laughter.
laughing… I’m glad I moved you like this
Heavy and sad. I’m sorry.
Yes exactly, what a great image: emptiness and the sinkhole.
just yesterday, I was rescuing a dog at the pound, and there was a sign about adopting a senior dog because you don’t have to train them like a young dog, they are mellow, so they lower blood pressure, and of course, they allay loneliness…..also, you save their lives.
Dance to the Moulin Rouge
Filled with emotions… story of life.
this feels so aching. powerful poetics.
You capture the feeling with such precision and conciseness. Well done.
there is def a heaviness…its all the big holidays and def birthdays that we miss them…
i know for my wife missing her mom is big at those times….
Dripping with regret fortified by lamentation, I can feel Atlas holding the weight of the world !! Are consequences ever anything other than dire ?
Oh my, in so few words, you really ripped my heart right open.
These words dig deep. They are very few yet, hit with extreme impact.
I feel this with those I’ve lost. I find the last line really interesting…Has that sinkhole grown so large that it has swallowed any feelings of regret for what has been lost? Time is the sinkhole to me…swallowing the feelings I thought would consume me at one time. Or do you hold onto that regret; do you mourn its loss? Grief is so complicated. A lovely poem in so little words. Thanks for sharing this.
i felt that, Laurie – well done!
Lauri, not to make light of this masterful poem, I pictured the sinkholes in FL that have been eating people’s homes. But seriously, as I often say, there is no statute of limitations on grief.
Sad when we have to grieve on someone! Could feel it as well. Nicely Laurie!
Missing someone is so difficult and I could feel the sadness in your words.
sink holes! ha ha. I’ve never thought of age like that. But a second read, I suppose it is an apt description of regret!
Laurie, I don’t know your history but do know you are grieving and release in writing is therapeutic. You also write beautifully of your pain and other emotions. I have much dark writing as well. Always processing. You are a beautiful soul.
Thank you, Maggie Grace!
grief takes its own time, praying the sink hole finds filling
How very sad, Laurie. I have been there myself.
This was a powerful bit of words. real impact, very good
I have just trained to be a Funeral Civil Celebrant Laurie.
Perhaps you would like to read my post that I wrote last night. This may help. Beautifully penned.
Downright sad, Laurie. When does it hurt the most? When it happens close to heart? Or when tragedy strikes thousands of miles away at humanity…
Regrets… life sometimes seems full of them. They are to be regretted.
How sadness captured just in a few words … a perfect cinquain no less. The image of the sink-hole is so great (have seen a lot of those in the news recently).
Very sad. One should not dwell long in regret–those darn coulda, woulda, shoudas. Rather, live your life fully, find joy in the little things, and peace will come when you least expect it.
Whoa, that’s a punch straight to the guts..! Mighty strong poem, this…
A forlorn tone carried well! Can feel it like an emotion shared. Nice work.
So much said in so few words. Beautifully done, Laurie.
so poignant Laurie.
So much in so few words, the ache is palpable. I hurt that you hurt my friend.
Beautiful and masterful. I am shocked silent by the depth of emotion.
I quite growing old when I could no longer see the past…I enjoyed your words very much..as it takes me to that place of better gratitude now as I could vaguely remember regret! of days lost! that were never really found…or even lived…is al now now Is all so beautiful it is…I would love to take you there and all others…maybe with a little help….
Blessings. I know that sink hole heartfelt dagger feeling.
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