|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.
|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.