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mine to mourn

my body is scarce about
my memory of you
it is not because of your beauty
rather not to feel by body
swivel in search
of spaces where you arise
by sight, sound, touch

your voice calling to me
calling my name!
dropping the last syllable
in breath of affection
and your arms holding me from behind
as if i had a safe place for my hurting head

I call my every emotion
tears.
frustration, anger, guilt, pounding pain
and sorrow sung  sacred
by  Yes to giving word
to wish that i could have known your imperfection
and embraced you with all of me

too many seconds
too late
always too late

my prayer was always
you belong to the universe!
now, you are mine,
mine to mourn

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To J.M.M.

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  • liveddog gold member
    June 23

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    Dear Isabella,

    This is a very powerful poem of grief and grieving. It has great depth of feeling and a sacred quality to it.

    I am slightly nervous in offering you this comment as I very much want to respect your grief and be sensitive to your feelings as expressed in these words.

    I also sense a profound regret in your fourth stanza and I wish healing at this time!

    Thank you for the raw and inspiring honesty you bring to your poetry,

    Warm wishes,
    Liveddog.


    • isabellacohen
      June 27
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      thank you for your words

      thank you for your words.
      yeah, i expect to be grieving for a long time.
      being honest with J as it arose for me cost me. I think because i did'nt side with myself. I so wished that i could have found balance between honouring the person and honouring myself. Again lack of commitment is a failing for me.
      I do feel quite sad for myself. giving so much to so many. wanting to be too good.
      fear, i see is very powerful emotion.

      your wishes are heard and thank you,

      best,
      Isabella

      • liveddog gold member
        July 4
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        Hi Isabella,

        I hear your heart and soul speak in your response, and I am aware of my own feelings of affection bubbling even more as you painfully journey in your grief,

        Warm affection,
        Liveddog.