my arm traverses your shoulder
much too thin
- emaciated
we came here 3 months ago
hopeful and whole
damning the devil that hid within
a specter of yourself
today you sit in silence
while I curse
the man who holds your life
within his hands
A contest entry
- Contemplations: The Waiting Room by Cat.
1300 points, ended November 9, 2007, 16 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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Real sorry to learn of your heartache, I can see that penning this poem was hard. Yet you hold on to the beautiful memories!
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lovely
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brilliant piece... you've captured that raw grit we wanted for this contest
so quiet and so poignant.. ... well done
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Sincerity and Sorrow ...
always create touching poetry ... May you and your mother travel this path together in peace and love, Precious Ruth.
Good luck in this contest, and thank you for commenting on my entry.
Love
Myra
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this is, of course- excellent-
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prayers for your mum.in.law
such a difficult write, i can see her, thin and silent beside you. it is a helpless feeling to watch loved ones in pain. you brought this into focus so very well Ruth.
the devil that hid within... perfect word choices
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Hauntingly painful....straight from the shoulder.
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Thank you so much for your comment and your support of my poetry. It means a great deal to me. Since my mother-in-law was recently diagnosed with stage 4 ovarian cancer this one is just a bit too close to home.
Ruth
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