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Saddening Burden

Saddening Burden

with the terrible news
of heartbreaking loss,
grief begins trickling
through my veins
like a mild rain shower.
Its toxic flow
grows stronger as
realization sets in.
sorrow rises
in my throat
like tall weeds
reaching for the sun,
taking over my garden
of well being,
yet I cannot
help wondering
if the majority
of my grief
is for him
or, selfishly,
my own loss.
whatever the answer,
things will not be the same;
everything in my world
has changed.
— Candlewitch, Apr 20, 2010

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Region, Country: Northwestern Wisconsin USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allan Poe, William Blake, Bob Dylan, Tom Petty, Carlos Castaneda, Jim Morrison, the whole of Neopoet and many more., Candlewitch

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judyanne

judyanne

16 years 1 month ago

i so relate cat

my thoughts are with you your uncle would be proud of how you express yourself - beautifully love judy xxx
C

CyberSpace

16 years 1 month ago

Cat Jayne told me of your

Cat Jayne told me of your loss let me add my sympathy orsm poem love Snake xoxoxoxoxox
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 1 month ago

Dear Snake

It was very nice of Jayne to tell you and sweet of you to respond. Love, Cat
lou

lou

16 years 1 month ago

Cat

I like the depth of emotion you have been able to convey. lou
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 1 month ago

Thank you Lou

It was very nice of you. I appreciate your comment. Nice to see you. Always, Cat
Seren

Seren

16 years 1 month ago

Dearest Cat

I want to to let you know I am sure your uncle would be very proud of the brilliant poetry you have written for him my sympathy Cat much love big hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x Quote:- It is a thousand times better to have common sense without education than to have education without common sense.---Robert Green Ingersoll
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 1 month ago

Dear Eph

Thank you for the thought, it is deeply appreciated. Love, Cat
P

pamela

16 years 1 month ago

teardrops

Dear C., Beautiful job. Sometimes, death seems more real than anything else. P.
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 1 month ago

Thanks P.

Death definitely gives a person a new perspective on life. Always, Cat
greeneyes

greeneyes

16 years 1 month ago

stunning

I loved this! You are such a talent. Love, Elizabeth
xena465

xena465

16 years 1 month ago

Lovely but so sad Cat

My heart goes out to you... A wee hug and a kiss or 2 xx for u xx Rosina xena465
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 1 month ago

Dear Rosina

Your hug and kiss are a great treasure to me. Thank you. Always, Cat
WF

Worldwide Freeride

16 years 1 month ago

delve into the depths of your soul...

Aaawwww Cat, I am sorry to hear about this news, it is never nice to recieve such tidings... but with this poem you have delved deep into your soul... and in your soul-searching you have consoled yourself in part I think. I love the rain and toxic lines, as I can envision acid rain etching furrows upon your cheeks that fill with molten tears and is very emotionally invoking, the garden and plant theme is also great giving an over-grown/unattended garden feel as if hope is abandoned, but most of all yes you grieve for yourself, and it is not bad to wallow in memory of those who you hold dear... as long as you don't let the pool in your heart stagnate. The world will never be the same... nothing fills in the gap... but you know you can build bridges that can heal and stitch back up that heart. You were obviously close to your uncle Cat, and you have let the feeling flow out of you here... know that like amny others here, I am thinking of you at this time. Memories last forever and that is how people always remain immortal, and that can never be taken away from you. Treasure those thoughts! Dale :)
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 1 month ago

Dear Dale

My father dies when I was eighteen, but I'd really lost him when I was seven. My parents separated and when my father would come to take me out on visitation my mom would always start a fight with him. So he stopped coming to get me. When he died, my uncle kind of stepped in and was there for me. Even though he lived a ways away, he always wrote to me. Thank you for your kindness and the lovely things you've said. Always, Cat
Hooded Stranger

Hooded Stranger

16 years 1 month ago

Cat

Cat, firstly, I am very sorry for your loss, I hope the write somehow helps you to deal with the emotions and pain. Most of us have lost somebody and had feelings like you have expressed, but one line that really struck a chord with me and one I hadn't considered before: yet I cannot help wondering if the majority of my grief is for him or, selfishly, my own loss. That is a line which will mess with people's minds...it did mine and it is this line that separates this poem from the many thousands written about loss of a loved one. Outstanding and brave. HS ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "With all that I am and all that I could be, I walk this earth and yet nobody sees me".
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 1 month ago

Hello Dear Friend

(((Dan))) I was writing out my grief and having a long think about my relationship with my uncle, also about the depth of feeling and examining my own motives. Thank you for thinking it brave, you are generous. Always, Cat