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Tag Archives: grief
Good Grief: rimas dissolutas
Good grief! What else did you expect? A world set suddenly to rights, some glibly promised golden dawn, rough places sanded down to plain, and milk and honey handed out to both devout and infidel? Instead, you got a fresh … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, blindness, French verse forms, grief, hypocrisy, lies, poetic forms, rimas dissolutas
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The Threshing Floor: englyn cyrch
Give an answer, if you can, where doubts plague each fighting man weighting healthy action down and distracting from good plans; where blind fear is laying waste to fresh brick and mortar paste shielding helpless, sick and poor, from the … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, battle, englyn cyrch, grief, honor, poetic forms, war, Welsh verse forms
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A flame in darkness
It does no good to mourn one candle when its flame goes out; nor to try to keep it lit when its wax melts away. It does no good to sit in darkness thinking of past light; nor to imagine … Continue reading
What Good to Grieve
What good to grieve a faded hour? The sun has long since filled the sky and led to moments come and gone as filled with life as that passed dawn. Besides, to mourn what has now ceased, too long, is … Continue reading
The First Day
If this is the first day of what life remains, who cares if there’s sunshine or thunder and rain? Both have their own virtues, each pleasure and pain; though different, a good deal the same. If this is the first … Continue reading
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Tagged acceptance, grief, James Taylor, living, loss, memory, morning, optimism
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Nobody Wants to Hear
I could be bitter about all this shit or at least, start to doubt a benevolent universe; whine on in rhyme about storm clouds and sunshine that doesn’t come out ‘cept to drink up the water. My angst could flower … Continue reading
Posted in Poems, Songs
Tagged anger, grief, holocausts, Hurricane Katrina, loss, New Orleans, sharing, suffering
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