Befriend the Miseries

Befriend the Miseries

A Poem by Poppy Ruth Silver

Triggers
always seem worse
when the cold arrests
some songs are waves
gently soothe
caress tired aches
others are storms
deliver you to voids
you no longer wish to go
is it simply a choice
not to feel weak 
or emotional
if so, my coping mechanisms
are all reversed
seasons are jumbled
along with them
my rationale
I remember the funeral parlour
the bus driver who saw my tears
when I thought no-one could see 
the rain was constant
much like today
cold wrapped around my chills
invasive and unwelcome
much like today
triggers
always seem worse
when it is cold
some songs are storms
when you feel sold
I still don't own an umbrella
perhaps I should
to shelter me from memories
or maybe I simply need 
to befriend the miseries




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© 2016 Poppy Ruth Silver



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As I read this I was reminded of some of my own triggers. Songs definitely - and smells - and I wonder if it is because we spend so much time honing our abilities to illicit responses we are inextricably entwined in triggers and the misery is more cyclical for a writer. It is like picking a scab.
Saw myself in this write. Well done as always

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Poppy Ruth Silver

1 Year Ago

TL, many thanks love...maybe we just have re-action built and drummed into us, maybe we need to re-b.. read more



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This is very thought-provoking & imaginative & original-sounding! Even tho you're describing miseries, the tone of your poem isn't overly bleak, becuz things are balanced with interesting observations, such as the way songs can be triggers. I also like the way you touch on some emotional analysis, the way we avoid triggers & our coping mechanisms can be wacked . . . all done without sounding clinical, but in keeping with the softness of your poetic expressions. I especially love the final conclusion, since I've made friends with my miseries & I think it's good to take time out & feel the feelings for a bit.

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Poppy Ruth Silver

1 Year Ago

barleygirl, I really appreciate your kind review, thank you very much :)
There is a beautiful, aching darkness in your words. The letting go, those images or sounds or feelings that pull us back to the pain. (Love the Innocence Mission by the way. :)

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Poppy Ruth Silver

1 Year Ago

Thank you sweetheart, nice to see you :)
We are a mix of senses and without them, we aren't living. The smell of the morning to me brings a lot of childhood's memories which is really refreshing as the morning breeze. You really did a fine job here, nicely captured notion.

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Poppy Ruth Silver

1 Year Ago

Insight, thank you very much :)
Insight

1 Year Ago

You are very welcome ^_^
triggers... don't know if I can go their yet with my writing...
Good writing makes you want to write.
Thanks again!

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Poppy Ruth Silver

1 Year Ago

Bacchus, many thanks...much appreciated :)
"I still don't own an umbrella
perhaps I should
to shelter me from memories"

interesting imagery

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Poppy Ruth Silver

1 Year Ago

Cascara, thank you :)
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mou
A beautiful piece with which every reader can relate .Perfect selective words make it more dynamic.
Thanks for sharing :)

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Poppy Ruth Silver

1 Year Ago

Thank you mou :)
Sounds familiar in my responses to people I've known in my life. Well done Poppy.

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Poppy Ruth Silver

1 Year Ago

Thanks love :)
This is a remarkable work, a true beauty, a masterpiece.

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Poppy Ruth Silver

1 Year Ago

Thank you Adam, much appreciated :)
When my mother died the only song I heard was the noise of the windshield wipers. It snowed the day we brought her to the cemetery. I hate the cold now and whenever I hear a similar noise in the car, it brings me back to that horrible day.

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Poppy Ruth Silver

1 Year Ago

Understood, viscerally, thank you hon :)
This is beautifully expressed -- when I was a kid, I listened to sad country songs and loved to sing to them -- probably because I had never experienced the real hurt behind them -- later, I couldn't bear to listen to that type of song, to the point where I convinced myself I hated all but grinding, angry, hard music -- which, by the way, I still like. But now that I am in a better place emotionally, the same type of music that used to trigger me to feel sad, now makes me happy, and I sing again. Triggers are more about where we are at in that space and time. Okay, I ramble, obviously this poem triggered something in me. Thank you.

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Poppy Ruth Silver

1 Year Ago

It's interesting how the music can bring back different things over the passing of time...recognisin.. read more

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Merry Meet all, welcome to my page. I write mainly poetry but I also write stream of thought prose. I also create spoken word poetry and have a couple of novels on the go (dust covered albeit;) My .. more..

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