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Sunday, July 6, 2014

Hushed

Name on tombstone
Or
Photo on wall.
Silent eulogies,
Verbalized
In daily loss.
Passive experience
Of a void,
Healing conscientiously
At its own pace.
Eventually,
Somebody will
Blow the dust off
Of the family-album
And share a story,
Or two,
Over coffee.



23 comments:

  1. Of loss, and living with it. and recovering with dignity. like always, beautiful Ruby!

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    1. Thank you so much Habiba. It is always good to hear such encouraging words from you

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  2. Oh...Sad, but lovely. Just lovely and so true.

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  3. I've never used the word melancholic before, but it's what comes to mind in this lovely poem.
    It couldn't have been truer.

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    1. Thank you for stopping by and sharing your insights over this small piece

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  4. Love the image of blowing dust of the photo album : )

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    1. Thank you so much Kymm. It is a pleasure hearing from you

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  5. "silent eulogies" <--Love that. You've totally captured a real human emotion/experience that really isn't that often acknowledged. Very nice!

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    1. Thank you Jen. It is good to hear such encouraging words from you

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  6. I love this visual image, too...the last six lines...really fine.

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  7. Beautiful writing. Heartfelt imagery. Very nice!

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  8. The "passive experience of a void" just hits me right in the gut. This resonates so accurately with my experiences with grief. And, healing does, indeed, come at its own pace. Beautiful post.

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  9. That's such a deep emotion you wrote about in a soothing manner. I like the peacefulness and at the same time the turmoil in this post!

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  10. That IS the truth, isn't it? Too bad :(

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  11. A tribute to those who've come before us lovingly expressed, Ruby.

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    1. I like this observation of yours. Thank you so much James

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  12. I love the image of the family album. Lovely writing, Ruby.

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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.