Grief

Grief

A Poem by Judy Ponceby
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Raw feelings of heartache.....

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Raw feelings of heartache spilling from my eyes.

Keening cries falling from my parted lips.

Body-wracking tremors of sorrow gripping me.

Unable to move.
Unable to embrace.
Frozen in time.
Frozen in place.

Sifting my memories for sights, sounds and scents.
Of one cherished, one held so dear.

And, finding these shreds, these threads of memory,
I fashion a ragged bandage for my shattered heart.

© 2012 Judy Ponceby


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Wrenching account of a personality left battered in grief's wake--with just one ray of hope implicit in "a ragged bandage for a shattered heart." Great poetry!
You're getting better and better, Judy.

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Posted 12 Years Ago


Grief can tear a soul apart, you have captured it so well in your poem! Well done

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Posted 12 Years Ago


"Unable to move.
Unable to embrace.
Frozen in time.
Frozen in place."

Very tranquilly expressed Judy. I felt this deep down and i applaud this!!
Nicely phrased

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Posted 12 Years Ago


Oh, this is just brilliant Judy! You have captured it so well.

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Posted 12 Years Ago


this is soooo good, judy. "Sifting my memories for sights, sounds and scents" says it so effectively. who amongst us hasn't done that in their life? a brilliant and affecting piece.

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Posted 12 Years Ago


A heart torn to pieces, the pain bleeds from your words. Moving poem my friend.

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Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on March 7, 2011
Last Updated on January 23, 2012
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Judy Ponceby

Swanton, OH



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