Sunday, 23 August 2015

no words

it was achingly sad – 

when, at last, he finally passed
after a soul-crushing struggle
to stay . . .

it was over,
but, not really over
and for the woman he left behind
hollowed out by pain and grief

what words were there to say

and yet, i felt, to leave 
– silently – would be unkind

and so, i hugged her 
and whispered . . . i am so sorry

my frail words: as discordant
as reedy wind chime tinkles:

they sprinkled feebly, dispersed 
and screeched to a screaming silence – 

the anguish as desolate, in that moment,
as a blue tree in a petrified forest

note:  posted for Posts United.

photo:  Blue Tree - W. Bourke

© 2015 Wendy Bourke

13 comments:

  1. You know, you being there was more important than anything you could have said. That moment of passing, no matter how sure you are it is going to happen, is a hard slap of reality. Lovely cold imagery of that tree there in the end. Reality.

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  2. Faced with the pain and mystery of death, sometimes there are no words, or we fail to find them. But it is more important to show that we care and are here for those who grieve.

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  3. Death is so hard, and what to say after someone has lost someone dear is very difficult. I think your presence is what is most important...and the hug. And, in my opinion, you said just the right words!

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  4. Even a desolate blue true in a petrified forest holds its own measure of comfort and beauty to one who needs something to grasp, something sturdy to lean against. I am sure your words were that to her.

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  5. The truth is that "I'm sorry" is really the best and only thing one can say - there are really no other words. I am sure they helped. Your poem is beautiful.

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  6. That feeling to have to comfort someone is so hard, yet often the only thing required is to be there. Listen is probably the best thing,

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  7. Sad and solemn piece, through trying times one can only do so much. Great piece.

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  8. So sad, yet beautifully told. I think we all wish for those last words to share.

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  9. could feel that unfathomable anguish in that brilliant image of blue petrified tree...

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  10. When a person loses someone dear to them.. the grief of the loss is unbearable.. all we can do to show our love & concern is to say "I m sorry" and strive to make them feel comforted. Well penned.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  11. Hugs ate always helpful and a good panacea for the pain. Well written.

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  12. I believe your presence is enough ~ This is a moving & gorgeous metaphor:

    the anguish as desolate, in that moment,
    as a blue tree in a petrified forest

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