New here - poetry sharing?

I had intended this thread to be for people to share poetry they'd written, but it seems folks have other needs. I'll just make this one last post here. The last few of a series of haiku I wrote through the 16 days Ned was home with hospice.

Your eyes hurling words
Mind refusing to let go
Tibetan bowls ring

This body’s tired
Free your mind you can go now
So many treasures

Your children have gone
Becalmed Cheyne Stokes breathing pause
Hospice bed fits two

Death cannot be proud
It took your breath, not your mind
Or eternal love

 

Hello, Carla,lovely words. I've never been good with words (unlike my husband), I admire people like you who manage to use poetical language to express inner thoughts. Like I said before, I have been looking up 'grief quotes' by famous poets lately and these are just a few I can so relate to right now:

Two souls with but a single thought. Two hearts that beat as one.(John Keats)

You have absorbed me. I have no sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving. (John Keats)

Midway upon the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark, for the straightforward path had been lost. (Dante Alighieri)

Though we need to weep your loss, you dwell in that safe place in our hearts, where no storm or night or pain can reach you. (J. O'Donohue)

 

Rose, thank you for your grief quotations.
Many of TGW are on an online site which
was created by Dr. Alan Wolfelt, who
has written many books on grief. It is
called Center for Loss. If you give them
your email address, they will send you a
daily quoatation, by different authors, via
email, at the same time every day. Dr,
Wolfelt then gives his short personal
explanation.Some of us, like Karen, share
a particular quote with our group . After
my wife, Linda , died , I listened to a sad,
slow song , written by Gayle Caldwell, and
sung by Frank Sinatra. At first, I cried, but
now I listen to it often. It begins:
" So I'm down, and so I'm out, but so are
many others. So I feel like trying to hide
my head 'neath these covers". It ends:
"You know, it's almost funny, but things can't get worse than now. So, I'll keep on
tryin' to sing, but please don't ask me
now....,.,.,..." Lou

 

Thank you for that suggestion, Lou. I will take that into consideration. I looked up that song on Spotify, yes, it's so beautiful. The great Frank Sinatra, not surprised he was known as The Voice. No other singer has ever sung My Way the way he did.

 

I agree about My Way, Rose. Paul Anka
wrote the song for Sinatra to sing it.
After Linda died, that was another song
that made me cry. Now, I sing along with
it, to get myself out the door in the
morning. Lou