Huh huh huh

These wearisome sobs

overtake me.

Threatening to break me.

A deeply guttural

Huh huh huh.

You steer in autopilot,

Hands wrapped around the wheel.

Head in hands.

Huh huh huh.

Huh huh huh.

You try to make sense.

Huh huh huh.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Good grief. This was a great grief poem...Thank you for penning...:)..........

[Diana]

Good grief, indeed. Thank you, Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)..............

[Frieda P]

I felt this one to my core...huh huh huh, doesn't even begin to explain it...! Perfectly pen'd.

[Diana]

Thank you, Frieda.

[SyberRose]

An emotive write...i could feel this one...nicely penned Diana..Rose

[Diana]

Thank you, Rose.

[Lydia Shutter]

Grief....unexplainable....it overtakes you and you can not make sense of it or anything around you. You have said it so well. Lydi**

[Diana]

Thank you, Lydi.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Pryde said it best...and yes, you do that hear...we hear and feel the sobs.

jacob

[Diana]

Thank you, Jacob. Two perceptive pairs of eyes...

[Pryde Foltz]

You do a very good job describing the very guttural sensation that is grief.

[Diana]

Thank you, Pryde.