October 27, 2010

Linger

Little mite - tender to the touch.
We laid you down to rest
The sky grey and still, as was your arrival
Silence will never be golden

The days I had planned for us
Mine for the grace of love
Then the light extinguished soon after you appeared
Can you ever show me clemency?

Now I stand at your marred stone
Linger in earth's shadow.
And for the next one hundred years shall I stand
Waiting in the Silent Yard for pardon.

22 comments:

senderupwords said...

Wow this is painful. Thanks for having the courage to share. Love and Light, Sender

Kay L. Davies said...

Lovely, and loving.

Gabriela Abalo said...

touching, full of love.

thanks for sharing

loveNlight
Gabi

kathew said...

oh my- brave you are to share this much love to your babe

Bloggin'withAmanda said...

Romantic yet eerie all at the same time fun to read!

Oddyoddyo13 said...

Wow. That last one hit me like a ton of bricks.Like finding something so amazing and just having it ripped away. Gorgeous writing.

Diane T said...

Such a sad story, but poignant. Well written.

ana said...

Silence will never be golden - such a sad line.

Arian said...

I don't know what to say. But I love it! Let's talk about a poem as a lovely, affecting dedication!

kathi harris said...

This is so very sad.

Lena said...

Thank you for your comments. This post was a different lane to venture down from the usual lighthearted one I take.

When I saw the prompt it reminded me of a baby grave close to my father's - very old and very abandoned. How that mother must have ached. I tried to imagine how the emotion of such tragedy would have been managed back then. For this piece, I chose guilt as the overshadowing reaction.

Bee's Blog said...

So sad but the again, life is sad at times.

Rene/ Not The Rockefellers said...

this was so full of sadness and undying love.

touching and beautiful.

Carrie Burtt said...

Sad yet beautifully written...

Kristen Haskell said...

That is lovely and so tender. Warm wishes, Kristen

Tumblewords: said...

Heartbreaking...

Martin H. said...

Very poignant. My niece lost a boy at birth. One of the most difficult things for her to cope with, has been the terrible feeling of guilt. That she, as the mother, had failed the child.

e@thejoyofbeingamonkeywrench said...

i too was brought to the memory of a child's death.
beautifully written. thanks

Reflections said...

Very touching... painfully touching. Nicely done.

Brian Miller said...

this is achingly beautiful...you play well with the words...and leave them heavy on the heart...nice mag!

Peaceful Pandemonium said...

This is touching and heartbreaking. Thanks for the post.

Karen S said...

So sad and poignant.