Loss (poem) by John Herlihy on AuthorsDen

Loss
by John Herlihy → (All Poetry by John Herlihy)
Wednesday, April 27, 2022 Rated "G" by the Author.

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-- Loss -- John Herlihy We understand blessing, The beauty in what is given. We don’t understand loss, The misery in what is hidden. Blessings go away, disappear, They last only a short while. Loss raises its head to appear, And lingers a long, long while. Loss keeps going, you know, There when something taken. Festers in the heart to grow, Leaving some people forsaken. Loss a memory to remember, Whatever lost never forgotten. Smoldering as an errant ember, The sweet memories turn rotten. Still, missing things speaks of love, Things gone, you wish they return. Riding high on the wings of a dove, To land in the heart, there to burn. Missing what is lost can be sweet, Lifting us again from off the floor. Missing a while and then we meet, Whatever destiny may hold in store. - - - - - - Copyright © John Herlihy Sunday 24 October 2021

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on May 12, 2022

THE GIVE AND...THE TAKE. READY OR NOT, LIFE...LOSS.. HAPPENS. BUT THANK GOD...WE ARE ENABLED TO MOVE ON TO WHERE 'DESTINY'...AWAITS US. GREAT MESSAGE, THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS +INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Rebecca McKeehan

Reviewed on April 28, 2022

My sense of loss is almost always followed by sweet memories and gratitude that I loved enough to feel the loss. It hurts, true, but we heal and what is left are the pictures and movies in our hearts.

Rebecca

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Poets like you often write uplifting poems, ignoring the downside of life. But I believe you wrote this one to show was the other side that starts to become more prominent after we reach middle age and beyond. All life is like that. Starting with very dependent, but happy innocence. Growing into adulthood and taking on responsibilities while making mistakes along the way. And finally, that long decline you referred to in the poem, ultimately leading to our death.

Ron

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Living in these failing bodies certainly reminds us of the relentless series of losses we endure in every phase of our physicality. A unique and personal take on loss. Thanks. r

Reviewed by D.T. de Bruijn

Reviewed on April 27, 2022

Masterful as always, ma ch�re!

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Some losses make people sad and at the same time make others glad. Reading your words was like a ride on a roller coaster with the upside and downside of "loss". I love this poem, John!

Love ya!

Jane