This poem is different from most of my poems in that most of my poems have a resolution to them. However, when I wrote this poem, I felt compelled to leave off the resolution, not because there has been no resolution in my life, but rather...in the hope that I might give voice to the thousands of women who go through the pain of miscarriages and/or infertility every year. This poem is dedicated to them...
A beautiful and touching image appeared as I read this poem. Its roundness and warmth were so feminine and familiar. And although there is an emptiness that is clearly felt and defined, this feminine presence is strong, well-grounded. It seems clear that her question will have an answer and that she will blossom again.
This is a wrenchingly sad poem, Cryssa, but well-done, full of feeling. It reminds me of a lament I recently saw of an 1800's Lakota woman's lament for a child lost in war. I hope you OK, too, and only being released by poetry.....Jerry
Reviewed by 000 000 (Reader)
Reviewed on April 2, 2009
Words many live...with the loss of a child. A wound in our hearts, never to heal.
Your empathy with the one who has loved and lost her precioius child is poignant in its expression, Cryssa. I miscarried a child at only 10-12 weeks when I was forty-seven. I am certain it was a boy. I named him Robert Michael after his paternal grandfather and his father. It still saddens me to think of him. Well done, my friend.
Linda
Very powerful expression of mourning and loss and the irony of it. Emptiness can be so heavy, that it can be, humanly, unbearable. You have managed to strike a strong and deep emotional chord within my soul with "Empty". Outstanding job!
So powerful, Cryssa. Our bellies are a cradle that feels the weight of the missing child, too. Less is more in this instance... your tight control on words leading us to the immensity of loss. But yes... I would love you to post the other draft, so that we can see the progression of your thoughts. That would be a privilege. Thank you and bless you - also for your wonderful appreciation of my daughter's birthday tribute poem. I feel like I have been gifted again by your words! I'm pleased they resonate with you. Love, Kate xx
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on March 30, 2009
So very sad..I can feel your pain dear lady within these lines....stay safe and well...Hugss
The pain of loss can be all consuming for us, for me. This I know to be true;The thing that was lost, what ever that may be has only been taken out of our hands for a short time. God is in the business of redeeming that which was lost, in His time, and this too, that he has all of eternity to make it up to us. "Then we will see clearly," His plan for us. I learned this after experiencing many years of anguish. I am looking forward to reading the poem with the resolution one day. Many blessings, J'nia
Dear Cryssa,
1. First I tought to answer you with one word."Pray" Then knowing you better, I will pray that your heart will be full of love and joy. Please look around you then ask the same question, are you empty? Nothing is lost in this world, only we forget.
2. A prayer: "never to prepare two versions" Which means, be always positive don't let the doubt penetrate your mind. Love Emile.
The loss of a child that we nurture within our womb is certainly very painful, and leaves an empty hole that nothing or no one can fill....Even tho we certainly do try to fill it with the love of our other children, and loved ones...emptiness remains... Perhaps one day when we are with HIM, we will find that peace ....until then, it's something that no one else can truly comprehend...even if another has gone thru it herself...each pain is personal! The words are written very well; altho laden with the heaviness of pain and loss. hugs, lindalaw
The background isn't laid out exactly clearly -
So this could led in many directions.
(ie: Has the child died? Runaway? Grow & moved away???)
So I would be reluctant to say. I could hurt you in some way.
I've read it several times and gets sadder each time.
Very emotional - superb poetry.
DWB
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1. First I tought to answer you with one word."Pray" Then knowing you better, I will pray that your heart will be full of love and joy. Please look around you then ask the same question, are you empty? Nothing is lost in this world, only we forget.
2. A prayer: "never to prepare two versions" Which means, be always positive don't let the doubt penetrate your mind. Love Emile.
(((HUGS))) love and prayer, Karla. :(
This is so sad; are you okay? If not, you are ever in my prayers! Very well penned emotion; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Georg
So this could led in many directions.
(ie: Has the child died? Runaway? Grow & moved away???)
So I would be reluctant to say. I could hurt you in some way.
I've read it several times and gets sadder each time.
Very emotional - superb poetry.
DWB