Love Severed

Love relationship from earthly beginning to earthly end. This was another poem I write and made now more complete with the new contrast added.

                                            

Every word she spoke was more beautiful then a symphony's best.

Every move she made was more captivating then a hundred shooting stars.

To serve her under heaven was the highest pleasure.

Her encouragement was better then a thousand songs.

This is how our love did start.

This was the love that never could part.

Her presence was to be all eternity with me.

We would raise a family grow old together.

No how could such love be severed.

Then the impossible happened and now.

I'm beat.
I'm bruised.
I am over stimulated.
My lover from this earth is dead.
I play the game.
I fight to be encouraged.
There is a river of grieve against my soul.
I'm pressing upstream.
I slip back and fall gulping down the water with my breath,
Chocking, gasping, grasping.
I must go on I can not quite.
In heaven I will see her.
I must wait out my time,
struggle through my last days.
I get up.
I struggle.
I cry.
I scream the water rages against my soul.
A little hope shines within.
just enough heaven touches me,
just enough to keep  struggling,
onward, northward to the kingdom of light.
My soul is weary but I will not quite.
Yet, I long for death for it shall be my sweet release.
I will see my lover standing with God and open arms.
That day will be by healing
that day will I rise up.
Rise like I've never risen.
Though now I struggle like Ive never struggled.
God is making me swim up stream like a desperate injured salmon.
Some how I know that in a thousand years from now I will understand; but now only faith and hope hold my soul.

I will trust.

I will go forward.

There is no loss in trying

I have already lost what was best.

 

 

cpyright Rhea Crosley

 

 

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Such beautiful words, such sad words.

What you've written is like a testament to love. And, yet, it's so much more than that, it's your feelings, your pain, your self, all displayed through words and sentences like messages to your darling wife..

Nobody, nothing, can make you feel whole, you loved. But, you'll survive because by writing these words, tearing them out of the YOU, you've shown your strength.

I will trust.
I will go forward.
There is no loss in trying

Thank you for trusting your friends with your words.

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So sad but strong as well.

I get up.
I struggle.
I cry.
I scream

To keep going even when left alone; very powerful. can actually feel how hard it is for you to take another step forward.

[Bill Grimes Jr.]

A painful yet glowing tribute to your cherished wife my friend. The words are excellent medicine for an anguished heart........I look forward to reading many more to come.

Peace,

Bill

[Angel's Lady]

Do you need a hug? OO There's two.
Good job.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Truly a beautiful tribute...great ending. This reminds me of C.S. Lewis' 'A Grief Observed' - his writings after his wife died. Just beautiful - thank you for sharing such depth of emotion.
Light,
Siddartha

[Sharon Remmek]

Aww that's sad, I can feel the struggle in it. It must be really hard for you, but I can see faint hope reflected in this poem, too. It's a beautiful tribute and I hope you don't give up. :)

[Jenny Davis]

Rhea, this is a tremendously touching piece. I can only imagine what you must feel as losing a loved one, the one who was your rock, must be the worst feeling in the world. This was so open and raw...the emotions came flying off the page....beautifully, sad, excellent work :)

[Gema]

Oh that made me really emotional!
The focus on love and the people we love!
The greatest thing you'll ever learn is to love and be loved in return!
Love it x

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You have already lost what is best...that is the thing that is the worst to deal with and the day to day loneliness. It is little consolation to tell you that it does ease Rhea. It helped me to think of him in spirit rather than body. I am sad for you as I can identify with your pain so well. Just keep busy, the cafe helped me a lot to do that. You are in the right place, keep writing down your feelings and posting. You will find that your stages of grief will be on the page and you will be able to see your progress as you go.
A lovely tribute...
Helen :-)))