untitled for now by cagewench

Writers • Atmosphere/Mood • posted on Oct 29, 2004

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So, no other news on my Mom for now, but I just can't close my eyes tonight, and yet I must. So, what am I doing? Purging via poetry... ______________________________________________ ambivalence in this fog, that haunts my steps making my future impenetrable and my past opaque my eyes burn, maddeningly making me look as monstrous as I feel overwhelmed, exhausted nauseated afraid I can't lie in this bed I've made prayers feel bitter on my lips dreams are dark stalking, haunting I know naught of bliss inside me, the frightened child cowers cringing - hiding her eyes unwilling to face the fact that everyone dies __________________________________ Since I didn't have my camera with me for our uber-foggy day this wk, I am using my poor attempt at catching the eclipse last night as my pic for this (that tiny round thing, beyond the tree... that's it)

Comments (11)

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TallPockets

12:56AM | Fri, 29 October 2004

My late father passed of ALS/Lou Gehrig's disease. I was tormented much like you during the process. I then read "Tuesdays' with Morrie" by Mitch Albom.(Best seller list two consecutive years). There is a quote by 'Morrie' in the book who is dying of ALS. "When you learn how to die, you learn how to live". PEACE.

xxxander

1:07AM | Fri, 29 October 2004

This one hit home with me..........it is very emotional.....

Lissa_lei

1:40AM | Fri, 29 October 2004

Lots of pain, lots of feelin, words offer no comfort, and the world is a dark place, My thoughts are with you Cara_mae Lina

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jwdell

8:33AM | Fri, 29 October 2004

Beautiful Poetry, truly haunting!! Sorry to hear about your Mom. Hugz and a vote

netsia

1:18PM | Fri, 29 October 2004

"When you learn how to die, you learn how to live". TP, I have that book,as well. Such a touching read. "inside me, the frightened child cowers cringing - hiding her eyes unwilling to face the fact that everyone dies" Cara, when my Mom passed there was a feeling that I still can't describe to this day....just hurt and being part of a Circle of Life. take care and rest when you can

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