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  Abyss of Sorrows
by Lily of Lough Neagh a.k.a C. Dennis-Woosley
Saturday, July 28, 2012
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Your pain is the cracking of the shell that once enclosed your heart. ~Lily of Lough Neagh~


 Abyss of Sorrows

 

There becomes a pain of knowing

Pain which swallows all of your essence

Nothing can cover what resides in the heart

Nothing can remove what resides in the soul

 

So you try to bring in memory

Stolen moments of happiness

A faint memory of what once was

 

But pain watches you like a hawk

Who swoops in tearing your flesh

Shred by shred until tethered

Slowly devouring fleshy strips

Gulping and swallowing to digest

Then feeds it to her young

 

Until you have been regurgitated

A mere pulp of what you once were

Yet the two little eyes that once shone

Sit upon the mass dull without shine

 

Bone by bone you are plucked

Dropped into the abyss of sorrows

Till you reach the desert of the dead

Chained unto the tree of death

 

A heart that once beat strong

Now tanned and stripped of moisture

Now lying aged dried and withered

 

The hawk has no mercy

She tears at the remaining strips

Until it’s completely engulfed

Only a mere pittance left

 

Struggling for life

Though withered and tethered

It seeks refuge of one dry leaf

Praying to be nourished once again

 

Carolee Dennis-Woosley

July 28, 2012




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Reviewed by Regis Auffray 12/13/2013
But pain watches you like a hawk
Who swoops in tearing your flesh

A most effective simile. I know the kind of pain that you describe via your verses in this poem, Carolee; I am intimate with it, sadly. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by Diane Miller (Reader) 10/7/2012
A terrible place to be and so tattered as described here, difficult for many to understand unless they have experienced this themselves.

Di
Reviewed by Ed J. 8/3/2012
I am all too familiar with this pain. Well done almost feel the pain reading it.

Stay well and keep writing
Eddy
Reviewed by Vivian Dawson 7/29/2012
Such an ole soul living the present..
*Carolee* who can express such sorrow
so vividly, yet not to dwell any great
length of time...

Lady Vivian
Reviewed by JMS Bell 7/29/2012
THANK GOD FOR PRAYER! WHILE READING, MY BEING WAS ARID...LITERALLY LONGING...REACHING FOR THIS SEEMINGLY SMALL BUT SO SIGNIFICANT REPRIEVE. WELL DONE AND ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci 7/28/2012
Whoah! You are an "out of the world" writer!

Love ya!

Jane
Reviewed by Gail Delaney (Reader) 7/28/2012
I understand this kind of pain, my husband left me for a younger woman. Just packed and left leaving me to feel empty and in pain.

Gail
Reviewed by Mark Huntsman (Reader) 7/28/2012
Anyone who does this to you should be shot! I hope this isn't about you Lilly. You're a great writer and we love all your wisdom and specially the love you show to others here in how you write.

Keep writing! I bet lots can relate to this, I'm glad I've never experienced it.

Mark
Reviewed by S Bergerac (Reader) 7/28/2012
Oh beautiful soul dear lady Lily, I hope as some others do this is not a reflection upon yourself. Metaphorically written well to reflect someone who suffers greatly. I agree with Keith Rowley, then there comes rebirth.

Well done my dear lady Lily

I bow and tip my hat to you

Cyrano
Reviewed by Adriaen Valerius (Reader) 7/28/2012
Such a rich descriptive poem of the Abyss of sorrow.
This is so exceptional deep that every tear of the hawk is felt.

Brilliant Carolee, just in one word, BRILLIANT
Reviewed by Keith Rowley 7/28/2012
And then comes rebirth!
Reviewed by Terry Rizzuti 7/28/2012
Great poem, Lily, one of your best.
Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger 7/28/2012
A brilliant capture of essence in its sorrow and
nourishing hopes once again.

Lady Mary Ann
Reviewed by Shirley Houston 7/28/2012
Whew!! I felt this one!! I am seeking that one dry leaf!!! Thank U for this; I thoroughly enjoyed it!
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton 7/28/2012
Whoa! Double whoa!! A damning write, Carol, and one that the weak-hearted among us will have trouble . . . er . . . digesting. You have absolutely described the agony and abasement, even self abasement, which comes with someone being systematically destroyed lie by lie, cheat by cheat, until everything is sucked dry from the living dead, and is is such a thorough job that many never recover and live the remainder of their days a shell of who they once was.
Reviewed by D. Vaineo 7/28/2012
A very sad write, hope it is not about you, Carol!

Deborah
Reviewed by Budd Nelson 7/28/2012
An intriquately woven tale of loss, it is my hope that this is a memory not some current pain to such a giving soul.
budd

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