when sad(ness) arrives

the title is pretty clear

Sometimes, sad takes over,

that side where a glitter is only

a reflection of ice-slow thought,

or a look at eyes

when they don’t filter pain,

useless outrage outliving use,

a drop into mute acceptance

of misery, loss...

when both the loveless

and the over-loved are leveled

the way a harvesting machine

turns gold to leaden dirt,

growth curtailed, nutrients curdled,

difficult, dammed, driven

like wildfire with its huge sigh...

Sometimes, sad takes over,

and it can be a side so wide

it turns away,

doesn’t even notice

that you stand there,

everywhere, every time,

and you notice every thing,

and offer joy

1/13/22 by LJ

Reviews

[Anuja Sharma]

This is one of those pieces that connects direct to the heart, as if someone is trying to say something through it. The choice of words, way to pour the emotions out, feelings flowing through the stanzas are just so amazing. Well about sadness, i perceive it just like a gloomy morning. It comes, shows us its colors and went back but it does come again like a part of our lives.
Wonderful poem LJ.
Much love,
Anu

[LJ]

Thanks, Anu, for both reading and reviewing. Sadness is indeed a recurring thing that also often gets left behind when joy is discovered still there somewhere. I'm glad you like this piece and found it moving. (:

[Anuja Sharma]

My Pleasure!!😊

[Vertigo Cat1111]

The metaphors and imagery here are magical and vibrant. This poem feels like an after party in a way, quiet, dark and so much to ponder about. I particularly liked the last few lines. ‘ doesn’t even notice that you stand there, everywhere, every time, and you notice every thing,
and offer joy’. This is such an amazing line and wonderful way to end of the poem. Thank you so much for sharing this wonderfully vivid poem!

[LJ]

Wow - thank you so much! This review made me beam with joy. You saw things in this poem exactly the way I hoped readers would. Your own simile is an interesting one .. that after party image. I hope to read work by you soon, but I'm not often here. I will, though. Thanks again, friend.
LJ

[Betty Hermelee]

Your images are so vivid; this is a painful poem in the sense that you speak of decay in so many personal ways, age, love, slow thoughts, spark less ones, acceptance as a matter of fact, without exuberance; I like the stanza:"Sometimes sad takes over....doesn't even notice that you stand there"....
A really fine write LJ
Best, B

[LJ]

Thanks, Betty, I'm glad this spoke to you - especially the ending. It can be hard remember sometimes that the end isn't always a sad one. I appreciate the time you took here and hope to get to work by you soon.
LJ

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"ice-slow thought"
love that image.
sometimes sad just wants to be sad.
Good to see you back, LJ,
j.

[LJ]

it's good to see you, too, jacob... and thank you for reading and for your comment! it's true about sad and also that it does go away (again). i hope to return soon to read what you've been writing, but must attend to dental problems for the time being. thanks again!