The Pain Remains

The Pain Remains

A Poem by Arlene Fleisher
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Written 5/10/06 from my thoughts and feelings after sitting outside, sharing a cup of coffee with our dog at 5am... body wracked with the pains of rheumatoid arthritis

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Awake

Alone in my pain

While the whole house sleeps

Oblivious.

The hooting of an owl

For company.

Does he feel my pain?

He sounds like he does.

Small comfort

But it's there

Sharing my tears.

And then... he's gone

And the pain remains.

© 2008 Arlene Fleisher


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i can relate to this feeling. ...and it brings back memories of my Grandma, lying in pain, but never complaining. She was such a strong woman...

anyways....

the beginning part:
Awake
Alone in my pain
While the
whole house sleeps
Oblivious.

So true, so sad and frustrating. Everyone else gets to have peace and rest while you lie awake in pain :(

Thanks for sharing this poem.

Posted 17 Years Ago


7 of 7 people found this review constructive.




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This is a very touching piece and I can totally relate to everything in this poem!....Well done!

Posted 17 Years Ago


5 of 6 people found this review constructive.

Oh morning and nights when I have felt this way. I have hereditary spastic paraplegia, so I know how you feel hun. An emotional poem of pain, not sure which is worse at times, the phsyical pain or the emtional, knowing I am just 34 and feel 80, lol! Ah, well, life goes on, thanx for sharing hun. XX

Posted 17 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.

Hey I remember that owl!!! :) Sorry I was way upstairs passed out, not aware of the deeper pain you felt at that very moment... I think Princess knew tho... Don't discount her... All animals know...

Great poetic verse... brings back many of my own haunting memories of feeling all alone in my pain... different types of pain...

Faerie Blessings my Love!

Posted 17 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.

i can relate to this feeling. ...and it brings back memories of my Grandma, lying in pain, but never complaining. She was such a strong woman...

anyways....

the beginning part:
Awake
Alone in my pain
While the
whole house sleeps
Oblivious.

So true, so sad and frustrating. Everyone else gets to have peace and rest while you lie awake in pain :(

Thanks for sharing this poem.

Posted 17 Years Ago


7 of 7 people found this review constructive.

How many times have I sat in the wee hours of the morning feeling just this way? The emotion is palpable (spelling?) here. Great write.

Posted 17 Years Ago


7 of 8 people found this review constructive.


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Arlene Fleisher
Arlene Fleisher

YAKIMA, WA



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Born in the South Bronx in 1953. Raised in the West Bronx where I began writing poems in the early 70's. Mostly I write from life's experiences: both good and bad, and observations. I've also been k.. more..

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