| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 03/26/11 at 05:08 PM Grief is a mysterious beast. You captured this moment of it well. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 03/26/11 at 05:57 PM ...thoughts master us; a gorgeous reflection of that notion; zip, whoosh, nanoseconds, all are at work and lacking in how quickly a thought comes and goes...an extremely good write. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/26/11 at 07:52 PM The busy traffic scene works well with this feeling of loneliness. I know this feeling well when thinking of loved ones lost, how it comes and goes. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/26/11 at 09:03 PM I'm selfish, man. I never want these kinds of pieces to end. Because what you've got here is about as good as it gets. Wonderful as always. |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 03/26/11 at 09:50 PM Walking a parallel course with the cars
I step into the intersection
and just as quickly as the moment arrives
so too does it leave
This line touched me the most...reminding me of my own pain. I still cry almost everyday, but shake it off. What use to be a 30 minute cry is now reduced to a moment or less, forcing memories out of my head.Great poem.I relate. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 03/26/11 at 10:00 PM
crazy, how it comes in the most unexpected places and times.
perfect, how you capture it here.
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| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 03/27/11 at 05:51 AM utterly beautiful, Chris...and no more words of mine can do it and you justice. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 04/08/11 at 12:11 PM Moments of remembrance come and sadness that may quickly pass but is always subconsciously there. Reflective. |
