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by elo69santa cruz, California, USA

Aug 2015 878 Views 6 comments

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Author: elo69

dreams hold the mass of a feather
as they nestle in wing together
made from days into seasons long
by earth which writes this song
but only the sun can truly fly
down into sea left the burning sky

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Posted: Aug 2015

About this poem:

Haven't felt like writing since that girl got killed,such a horrible tragedy in are community,is that one of the horrible powers of tragedy? The way it makes us look at are own lives as if by comparison next to the question. What if? What if that was us,or me,or somebody I loved?

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paloma66Manukau, Auckland New ZealandAug 6, 2015

Yes,my dear elo,'what if' it were one of us or someone we loved,I know this feeling when one is taken in a cruel way from us the pain never,ever will go away.God! sometimes I wish I were dead instead of facing every waking moment thinking of the tragedy that killed me inside even though I tried to show the world that it is all behind me but ah! not really time and time again something comes up to bring it into focus.Its sad elo life can be so cruel with a lot of cruel people in it.At times when I sink into that mire I am not able to motivate myself to do anything.The words you write have a deep and effective meaning,stirs the soul.I love reading your verse,dont comment much these days feel so listless and unable to do so but something stirs my soul and I wake up.

godsprincessOwego, New York USAAug 6, 2015

Very sad. So sorry for the tragedy in your community. There was a neighbor girl of mine years back who was so depressed - she stood on the railroad tracks and let a train hit her. The train goes right by where we lived so our whole neighborhood heard the train put on its brakes and the domino affect of the cars crashing into each other. We thought it had derailed. The sound and the death has stayed with us since then. I never go across the tracks (several times a day) without thinking of Holly - wondering if there was something more I could of done as she lived next door to me. But she lived with her parents and they were unable to help her either. Take care. Kathy

beautifulyouNew York, USAAug 6, 2015

i can only hold all of this within my heart's silence,
within my soul's silence, for those are the only places
i know of for something as sorrowful as this

with deep gratitude for your sharing, dear elo

lindsyjonesunknown, California USAAug 6, 2015

In a way Elo, it is all of us. We experience the price of callous pain when tragedy strikes. But because it is in our witnessing that makes us more alive on realizing how fragile life is.

How close we are to our destiny unplanned and unprecedented. We value life, as though there is no more tomorrow. Had we not known these possibilities we would simply take our life, freedom and rights for granted.

I hope you are okay my deal Elo.

W