The Unspoken Sadness

The Unspoken Sadness

A Poem by Kelly Scheppers

The Unspoken Sadness

photography by / Mecuro B. Cotto

 

 

Could Byron

or Shakespeare

paraphrase the lucidity

the thundering palpitations of my heart,

the unspoken sadness

of opportunities lost

in wait.

 



© 2024 Kelly Scheppers


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Kelly - we must that God that our memories, at times, aren't as good as we would like them to be. I shudder to think of the untold sadness I have brought to those I loved and still love. Thankfully there is such a thing as forgiveness and in so many instances I have been given it.

Take care - Dave

Posted 7 Months Ago


Dave

7 Months Ago

For all the beauty you have given us it easy to give back kindness.
Take care - Dave
Kelly Scheppers

7 Months Ago

...my heart is overwhelmed. What a lovely thing to say!
Dave

7 Months Ago

You are more than deserving.
Take care - Dave
Missed opportunities never come again and you have captured very poetically and superbly the regretful feelings left when we miss an opportunity. I console myself by thinking that whatever the opportunity was that it was not for me, if it was meant for me, I would not have missed it and that brings both comfort and consolation. Eloquently quilling, Kelley! Lovely work! Thank you for sharing...

Posted 7 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

7 Months Ago

Thank you most kindly, Marie!
Marie

7 Months Ago

Most welcome always, Kelly....
Powerful words...filled with emotions... nicely written

Posted 7 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

7 Months Ago

Thank you! Nice to meet you!
i doubt it but those two guys were pretty darn good at it.

Posted 7 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

7 Months Ago

I totally agree, Pete! Thank you!
dear Kelly... we are born with a Spirit yearning to be free...
perhaps by Decree. We were originally given Nature to help us Survive... Now we have Destroyed so much within a short Time. We need a Wake-up Call.
Only Poetry can resurrect our Heart. softly, Pat

Posted 7 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

7 Months Ago

Poetry can resurrect our heart. Absolutely. Thank God for that! Thank you, Pat!
Kelly,
One of my very best friends in the world turned traitor and move from Dixie to New York City! She left me with unspoken sadness. When I think of her brilliance and gusto. We were never lovers, but I think of her as an opportunity lost... I am still trying to come to terms with the fact that feelings are rarely lucid. Unlike dreams, forsooth.
Vol

Posted 7 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

7 Months Ago

Never being lovers doesn't omit the fact that we fall in love. Sometimes blissfully, sometimes trag.. read more
Vol

7 Months Ago

Kelly,
Hahahaha...
As old as I am, you'd think I'd have some kind of grasp... But NO! .. read more
I don't know if they could do it as well and as briefly as you have here.
I still have some lucidity left in me...I hope I use it wisely.
j.

Posted 7 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

7 Months Ago

Thank you, J. Oh, to leave Shakespeare speechless!
So short yet it says so much. No words can ever capture the inner speakings of the heart even by a Shakespear. So nicely said.

Posted 7 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

7 Months Ago

Thank you, Soren! Good to have you here.
Ah, regret....we all experience that at one time or another. It wears a person down, doesn't it? Beautifully written, Kelly. Lydi**

Posted 7 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

7 Months Ago

It might wear us down, but its certainly food for thought! Thanks, Lydi!
very nice poem...i wonder the same...thanks for sharing

Posted 7 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

7 Months Ago

Thank you!

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Kelly Scheppers
Kelly Scheppers

San Diego, CA



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