#Child of Mine

Gold cherry

By celticman

Tue, 23 Oct 2018
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20 comments
 

A pearl of irregular shade

At the heart of grief

There’s a thief

Who stole your breath – away

                              And yet

To commiserate, to celebrate

Fragments of forgetting

And forever home

What’s missing bittersweet

An antechamber of pain

I cannot hold you again

                              Yet.

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Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

This is very touching to the emotions and thoughts in its brevity, but covering so much. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by celticman on

thanks very much Rhiannon. appreciated. 

 

Submitted by hilary west on

Moving words that pierce us to the quick. There is nothing worse than losing a child!

Hilary   sad

 

Submitted by celticman on

thanks hilary for reading. 

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

There are so many ideas in this.

I'd not thought before how commiserate is like co miss ing

and a pearl forming around the grit of loss - we return to earth

and the anti chamber an empty room built of pain.

And the end line is full of hope makes "yet" into a huge, bright word like a sun on the horizon.

Also I like how the lines are sort of like dominoes so the first line works with the second on their own, and the second with the third, my understanding changing a bit as I read down.

I really like the build up to yet

the whole is sharp and beautiful

 

Submitted by celticman on

thaks Di_Hard really nice of you to say so much and so eloquently. cheers. 

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

Both those yets are so powerful - this is very moving Celticman. Well done

 

Submitted by celticman on

cheers insert. all power to you. 

 

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Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

The first line is beautiful and unique, it makes me think of the waxing and waning of grief over time and the idea of a little lustrous pearl so small and perfect.

 

Submitted by celticman on

thanks Jane, powerful praise. 

 

Submitted by fatboy74 on

A wonderful poem. 

 

 

Submitted by celticman on

cheers fatboy from a poet to a non-poet praise indeed

 

Submitted by Penny4athought on

Hearts can speak and yours does so eloquently.

Penny4athought

Submitted by celticman on

cheers penny

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on

Poignant. A grand eulogy.

Richard L. Provencher

Submitted by celticman on

cheers rich

 

Submitted by hudsonmoon on

Damn. You made me cry in the train. Think I’ll read it a few times more. 

Rich

 

Submitted by celticman on

that was my intetion all along Rich. I sure am nasty!

 

Submitted by hudsonmoon on

Tears are a good cleansing, celtic. I always feel better. For the moment anyway. But, boy, do I enjoy those moments.