My husband's uncle died last month. His wife passed away three weeks later. She called his name repeatedly day and night. There was no physical reason for her death. She died of a broken heart. They were married fifty seven years. Obviously, they were inseparable.
UNTITLED
Sometimes I feel like a cloud
Diffused, grey, condensed,
Ready to disperse myself into tiny drops
Tears that grieve everything
Even the death of the little cricket
I found by my front door.
Did it too wonder why
Life has so many endings?
Did it know of love's mending
The many ways it lives on?
(For Poets United.)
The many ways it lives on?
(For Poets United.)
Oh Myrna .... such deep longing grief. Inconsolable.
ReplyDelete'Ready to disperse myself into tiny drops
Tears that grieve everything'
We are so surrounded by death... sometimes I wonder if we can will our own death at the end... your language of being dispersed into those drops is when sorrow consumes us.
ReplyDeleteThis is a profound expression of grief and the healing process in memories good day Myrna
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Myrna, this poem is profoundly deep and moving. I can see that little cricket, feel the cloud of "tears that grieve everything". Oh, me, too, kiddo. The story of your husband's uncle and aunt - yes, she died of a broken heart. One hears of these stories sometimes. What a beautiful, heart-stirring poem.
ReplyDeleteI think it is part of the aging process this awareness of death being closer rather than being a small speck on the horizon.I can relate to the dark cloud of grief. I suppose it hits us all at times but I find it can change quickly ... Cheer up possum, put on some cool slow music,have a glass of wine and give the old husband a whirl around the living room floor. (Giggles)
ReplyDeleteI agree she died of a broken heart. I have heard this happening again and again. She did not want to live without him... And on another note: It seems that one death makes us reflect on the other deaths we have known and also to wonder how other creatures view death. I think about my dogs, for example. They do not fear it, I am sure....they just live each day as it comes. Sometimes I wish it were so easy for humans.
ReplyDeleteOh Myrna, I am so deeply sorry for your loss. Your poem is beautifully tender and moving.. Big hugs.
ReplyDeleteWe all teeter on the edge at times. Follow Rallentanda's advice.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful love story. Your poem left a lump in my throat.
ReplyDeleteThose first three lines are so profound....capturing that all-encompassing grief that makes one want to just dissipate! Wow. So well-written.
ReplyDeleteOh I really liked this..life has so many endings..yes!
ReplyDeleteDeath is a reminder that we must live and love our lives to the fullest. Your husband's uncle's wife showed her love for her husband in the ultimate way as she gave up her life for him.
ReplyDeleteDeeply moving and the cricket at the end is memorable. Thank you,
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Did it know of love's mending
ReplyDeleteThe many ways it lives on?
Love knows no bounds. Inseparable and died of a broken heart have always been quoted but seeing it happen in reality puts love on a high pedestal. Great lines Myrna!
Hank
I agree with Old Egg and Kaykuala: dying of a broken heart is the ultimate expression of love. Your poem, so wonderfully written, packs a huge emotional punch. That you have left it untitled only adds to the depth of feeling.
ReplyDeleteThe opening description is a perfect encapsulation of loss and lost..i think perhaps there are some relationships that it would be unbearable to even consider life afterwards - though perhaps we must..a touching poem and skilful title
ReplyDeleteWe know so much but love is something we still do not fathom, nor the ultimate meaning of life.
ReplyDeleteI really felt this. So many endings. The cricket. In many ways it is like the poem I just posted. Clouds and drips and all.
ReplyDeleteOh Myrna this truly grabbed my heart. Life and love seem to have so many unanswered questions sometimes. I also wanted to thank you for your kind words over at my blog.
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