Sorrow

....love lost

SORROW

 

 

He placed the Daisy on the grave,

its yellow petals

gave light to the name engraved.

It’s strange what light brings,

the colors vibrate like strings,

blown this way and that, on the wind.

 

He placed the Daisy on the grave,

and worlds collided in a neutron mist

that hung like fog,

hiding the shadow of Death.

 

A Yellow Daisy on the grave

illuminate her name,

while creating shadows that

hide her forever smile within.

 

Aztec Warrior/redzone 2.16.23 

Author's Note

....thanks for reading

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

Loved the winsome contrast going on in this piece. So many wonderful metaphors too. It is a fabulous write, Curt:)

[redzone]

awww, you are too kind Pryde. Thank you.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

i was in the mood for listening to blues today, this one hit the spot. i lost my mother recently and it's hard sometimes. this poem made me feel a little less alon today.
also, 'the colors vibrate like strings' and 'and worlds collided in a neutron mist / that hung like fog, /hiding the shadow of Death' are awesome lines. pure rock and roll.

[redzone]

Ern, I am so sorry for your loss. Lost my mom in 2016, it still strikes me from time to time. I think some loss will always haunt you. It's important to embrace it, not for the sadness, but for what made you love them and shared with them. They have helped you become the person you are today.

Thank you for your wonderful review and visit.

[h d e rushin]

you should listen to Sun House singing "Dead Letter Blues", even if you don't listen to blues. He ciphers through an octillion analogy to death and life, love and loss, how modern cultures possess Sorrow and the many resulting consonances of it. BECAUSE, poems are myxomycetous as they live fruitfully on the dead and the dying. I'm dialing down my rhetoric; rumor has it that i'm getting soft. But I started out this year by getting Covid which required no effort on my behalf to attain. lol I mention this because poetry had to be reintroduced to my 'order and methods' like some pelucid passages of light that shows itself like the translucence of a dark room. Poems like this is part of my healing process. Thanks again/ dana.

[redzone]

Dana, this is an amazing review. Saying thanks, doesn't seem to be sufficient.

Sorry to hear about your COVID battle. Perhaps that dreaded disease went looking for poets, as I also got it back in February and then again a month ago. It's true, poets do live on and off of death and dying, life and love, even at times the love of death. It's a very strange relationship. What I mean to say is that it thrills me that a poem like this one can be part of your "healing". But, Dana, you need no help from me. Your poems run circles around anything I can write.

As for being "soft"?! I'm sure you have your soft spots, but please do not allow it to dull your rhetoric.

And finally, I LOVE the Blues!!! Thank you for introducing me to Eddie (Sun) House. He is one of the "Classics" of Blues and I am ashamed that I did not know of him. I went and listened to Dead Letter Blues and was blown away. Thank you for this!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

This reminds of someone I lost so many years ago....she was that daisy...and she died so young.
But her smile remains in my memory, so vivid.
j.

[redzone]

Thank you Jacob. I love when you visit and leave your words on one of my poems. This poem especially. She was one of my first "young loves", and while we lost touch over the years, it struck hard when I learned of her death. Thanks again
Curt