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I began writing this with the foolish confidence

that I am capable of naming this grief

Ignorant to believe any adjective that I attribute to this sense of loss

would ever encapsulate what is bursting from my chest

Sometimes words cannot serve the heart

Somethings are just too messy

Reviews

[Ballpark Frank]

I agree! Often in matters of the heart we just can't describe it. Well put!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

too messy to even write it...
those are the worst feelings that even the pen does not want to deal with.
j.

[John the Baptist]

Sometimes grief is too deep to be named or described. It can only be allowed to run its course, painful as that may be.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right my friend.
"Sometimes words cannot serve the heart
Somethings are just too messy"
I don't force out words. I need proper sleep and a shot of whiskey. Then my mind awake. A messy mind, leave us running in circles. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote