Where the Loddon Lily Grows

Where the Loddon Lily Grows

A Poem by Chris Shaw

I have laid him to rest
where the Loddon lily grows,
I have laid him to rest 
where the winter winds will blow
I have laid him to rest
where no one else shall know
And though my heart is aching
my soul is torn and breaking,
I have laid him to rest,
I have laid him to rest.

© 2019 Chris Shaw


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Your poem is so touching Chris. It is a beautiful elegy, a dirge that sings mournfully. A Loddon lilly must eloquently symbolize life and loss. “I have laid him to rest..where no one else shall know”- a forbidden love or a love too precious to share perhaps? The graceful symmetry, lyrical words, rhyme and repetition enhance the deep emotion evoked in the lines. “I have laid him to rest”-yes, but never to be forgotten. Amazing write.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Dear Annette, what a beautiful response. Yes, never forgotten. Thank you so much.

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Your poem is so touching Chris. It is a beautiful elegy, a dirge that sings mournfully. A Loddon lilly must eloquently symbolize life and loss. “I have laid him to rest..where no one else shall know”- a forbidden love or a love too precious to share perhaps? The graceful symmetry, lyrical words, rhyme and repetition enhance the deep emotion evoked in the lines. “I have laid him to rest”-yes, but never to be forgotten. Amazing write.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Dear Annette, what a beautiful response. Yes, never forgotten. Thank you so much.

Chr.. read more
A heartfelt and heartbreaking piece as your creative jucices 'flower' today Chris. Sounds like a favourite pet has departed. Another smooth as chocolate sauce poem.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thank you John. Yes, loss is hard to deal with, but there is no other choice.

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Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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