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Saturday, September 10, 2011

delta


everything we held
everything we knew to be
always and iron
shattered in minutes
in pieces


we sift numbly
through artifacts, relics
and still warm promises
still waiting
still not believing


life cracks
silently, without warning
rivers run wild, divide
and break banks
stealing life savings


we wade through eyes
and condolences mysterious
as undersea caverns
there's a hole in our umbrella
who will stop the rain?


soaked to the bone
yet we snap like dry twigs
we hide like lost children
from each other and ourselves
we question the fairness of our God


we try to feed
the great wide hunger
between each moment
by holding onto hugs longer
and saying I love you more quickly


yet we still remain
what we've become
and we've strained our hearts
and our necks
in search of the sun


slowly, silently
life heals gracefully
though in its own time
faith, love and trust tend to the gaps


new growth forms naturally,
miraculously
raising up hope from a crevasse
always and like iron

Rene ~ September 11, 2011
For Anna See



16 comments:

  1. "we try to feed the hungry spaces
    between each moment
    by holding onto hugs longer"

    So very true. As human beings we often do feel hungry for love and whatever it is we had before this life and are now seeking.

    Beautifully written.

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  2. This is so so beautiful. Thanks, Rene.

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  3. some fine lines in this emotional and touching poem - love this...

    we've strained our hearts
    and necks in search of the sun

    thanks Rene

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  4. slowly, silently
    life heals gracefully
    though in its own time

    Isn't this the truth! Just beautiful!

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  5. Some phrases here I really like:

    "condolences mysterious
    as undersea caverns"

    and I love the "soaked to the bone" stanza. I also like how you point out our impatience, our at times too eager love, the desire to heal faster than nature allows. Thank you for sharing this excellent poem.

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  6. Beautifully expressed tribute and lament. I especially like "we try to feed the hungry spaces / between each moment"

    A terrific turn of phrase.

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  7. real and beautiful.
    this in particular, struck me:
    'but we are still human
    and we've strained our hearts
    and necks in search of the sun'

    i feel like i'm always climbing toward the light.

    soaked to the bone and brittle as a dry twig.

    the fragility we all do so much to hide.
    i very much appreciated this.

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  8. So loving and filled with such love of the heart. Thank you so much for sharing
    http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/09/11/the-sorrow-of-our-times/

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  9. Thank you for sharing this one. Truly a touching piece, especially in light of todays remembrances.

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  10. I'm glad you finished on a hopeful note...

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  11. Beautiful writing. Everything we are and have, it all seems so fragile. You've expressed the human vulnerabilities, always looking for love, something to fill ourselves. Love the ending note, very hopeful -- that things happen in their own time. I like it that you put "trust" as one of those things that help to build and heal oneself. It's the one thing that gets lost when one is hurt, and does stop one from being able to love or have faith. Good write!

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  12. I'm speechless. I really can't say anything that comes close to bringing justice this piece you have written deserves.

    I am so thankful you are one on my list of reads. I cannot tell you how incredible it is to read and look for depth, just to find it here.

    You do it well.

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  13. Oh Renee, you are amazing. And I know Anna would love this.


    xxx

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