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The Search
by Eileen Clemens Granfors → (All Poetry by Eileen Clemens Granfors)
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Sometimes life throws us a set of challenges. . .

The Search In the weeks after my mother died I stripped the paintings from the walls Bought new ones set into fresh frames Repainted, refinished, replenished-- I called it a change of art. It didn�t work to assuage the grief. Grief is more than surface deep. In the months that passed when my step-dad died, I traveled, from city to city and place to place, Searched for serenity in fair, famous spaces Recharged, renewed, refined-- I called it travel a la carte. It didn�t work to erase the tears. Tears flowed from the core of me. In the year since autism entwined Its mysterious tentacles on the baby, I combed the Internet's library, read scientific tomes. Researched, reviewed, rediagnosed-- I called it assessing the parts. It hasn�t yet worked to change his world A world based precipitously upon hope.

Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU

Reviewed on March 12, 2008

It takes courage to poemize one's own inner picture on family situations... "The Search" is a clear painting by a wise mind.

May Mother Poet smiles the answer.

In admiration,

Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on January 25, 2008

Poignant lines, Eileen. I wish you strength...and peace. Powerfully conveyed.

((((HUGS)))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on January 24, 2008

a sad but excellent write Eileen
Peace & Love be with, my prayers for the little angel

William

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on January 23, 2008

My thoughts and prayers are with you. It is a future trial that will require patience and much love,and I hope you will be blessed with all you need to see it through!

Ciao!
ET

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling

Reviewed on January 22, 2008

A touching write, there are so many things that we don't understand in life no matter how hard we search for answers. Autism is a subject that is dear to my heart...a few years ago a fell in love with a precious little boy whom was in my classroom...wonderful loving parents, but couldn't face the reality of the truth they knew about their son. I prayed long and hard before calling a meeting, I must say one of the hardest meetings of my life, tears were shed, hugs were exchanged and plans were put into action! It was a year that I will always remember and have had several autistic children placed in my room since. I now have the little boys sister in my class and his mother has become one of my nearest and dearest friends. The little boy is now in the fourth grade and still comes to visit me nearly every evening...a very special little boy that was heaven sent to my classroom! A beautiful write my friend, very touching!
Blessings,
Joyce B.

Reviewed by Michelle Mills

Boy have I felt what it's like to 'search' for answers. This is a clearly written, well expressed piece...great imagery. Blessings, Michelle