Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
ravages of time----One Single Impression
squinting his eyes, he looked towards light
none forthcoming, he was lost in bygone eras
one after one, he had taken on so much
lost in the war, lost to disease, ravages of time
had bled him of everything he possessed,
his children taken away, gone forever.
his ear heard the sound before he could see,
she threw herself in his arms, crying bitterly.
his gnarled fingers gently touched,
soothing the weeping child. she snuggled
into his chest, secure in his love,
the grandchild who had survived.
"holding her to his heart, pulling the rug over her-
his thoughts were, had he really lost all?"
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One Single Impression,
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very poignant
This is a strong piece. The child's cry and the hunger for peace they share is, as Mandy said, poignant.
Thanks for this.
Writing in Faith: Poems"
Incredible sorrow here. I suspect this prompt will lead many along similar paths.
Oh. This stopped my breathing. So many people are suffering like this right at this moment. How can a person survive this anguish?
looking at hard-to-look-at pictures of earthquake-trapped children in the Washington Post this morning. This poem re-awakens and quickens the same feelings.
Beautiful, gautami! Very hopeful! :D
Great piece!!!
Touched my heart!!
Beautiful tender piece.
A very strong and poignant work. Well done Gautami!
a very sad & tender piece...especially with the thought of being 'bled of all he possessed'...but it is not without hope.
I was very moved by this, especially given the Myanmar cyclone and earthquake in China recently.
This treats "bleeding" in an existential way. Excellent work!
Really like this one, Gautami.
beautifully written g.. yet timeless... love the way you wrote abt the loss of everything leaves one empty... and in a moment you captured the beauty of life ..survival..
Very tender yet quite powerful.
So powerful . . . with a hint of restoration too.
Nicely done!
Linda
BLEEDING US DRY
This is a great piece - asks a question I have pondered many times, being a mom. I'm so grateful I've never had to answer. I feel so deeply for those that do.
A sad poem with a happy ending. I love it.
Brilliantly done. So very painful with some degree of hope still coursing through his veins.
This was a very emotional piece for me. The way the story unfolded ending with inner strength is heart wrenching.
powerful and painful...
Wonderful and touching.
..there is so much to lose in war,and so much more to gain in love..thank u..
Gautami,
Your prompt, "remember" will be up at OSI on Sunday. Would you be able to provide us with a poem and/or image to use with this by sometime tomorrow, Saturday?
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