Bless you, Cryssa, and I am so glad that a resolution was born in this writer's soul. But, poetically, I have to agree with Charlie's perceived wisdom expressed below; the "answer" is of course wonderful and so uplifting - and oh so moving in it's imagery of "carrying" in this instance - but the former "unresolved" poem really takes us to the heart of the issue: that of loss and of bearing it, when, after all it isn't "there". As a poem, with the end-rhymes of the last two stanzas and that image of the invisible weight/burden, much is then left to the reader to absorb, meditate and work through. I am constantly being told not to force an interpretation onto the reader when I write, much less an answer. So, in a nutshell, our hearts and mind yearn for a resolution, yet, in terms of poetic strength, there is perhaps many more layers of meaning and value to be had from a poem that is left "unresolved". Thank you for posting both so that we have had the opportunity to digest the complete process. A heartbreaking subject that makes us feel the ache. xx
I like the one without the resolution better-- it seems stronger, as the reader can implant his/her own resolution there. And also, there is that truth-- all experience comfort in different ways, though the blow might be the same.
Still, I'm glad this poet has the resolution... I was thinking a lot about this yesterday-- even dreamed about it last night. Some losses cannot be overcome simply. It's more like a process-- three steps forward, two steps back-- a run uphill, and an avalanche at times (you know how it is). The black pain may leave, but the ache of emptiness is like a ghost that follows you around always, even though it mostly treads gently. Love-love-love Charlie
I like both the poems. The first is good and lets the reader see and feel the pain. The second offers spiritual hope after to pain..I just posted a poem about our grandson, Joshua who lived with us till his death. I also posted his lifes story on my den..........M
I am not one to sit on a fence but I have to say that I like them both equally. The first is poignant and solemn, enabling the reader to feel for herself/himself the pain of an unfulfilled desire. This companion poem carries within it the hope and peace associated with acceptance of what is and a choice to let it go. Fabulous resolution. Bless you for sharing this deep issue with us. J'nia
Cryssa, I have to defer to Regis on this one because I agree with him. I do like the closure in this version. There is the pain and the sorrow, but also the healing.....Jerry
Very compelling, Cryssa. I prefer this version because it brings "closure" and "healing" and leave one filled with hope. Thank you. Love and blessings,
Cryssa, Hope in pain...the ability to lean on our Savior is what makes that possible...beautiful and touching, hearbreakingly real. I am sorry but I was a little confused about "which version" as I only see one poem...please excuse my ignorance on that. Be well, Kathy
This hurts so much, can't imagine not being able to bear children, or losing a child - and yet, there's hope - because that unbearable burden is shared with a loving Father (who also knew loss) - well done.
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Still, I'm glad this poet has the resolution... I was thinking a lot about this yesterday-- even dreamed about it last night. Some losses cannot be overcome simply. It's more like a process-- three steps forward, two steps back-- a run uphill, and an avalanche at times (you know how it is). The black pain may leave, but the ache of emptiness is like a ghost that follows you around always, even though it mostly treads gently. Love-love-love Charlie
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Be always safe,
Karen
There is pain and there is hope. That's all there is and it's enough.
Wonderfully inspiring, Cryssa.
Cynthia
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With Love,
Cindy
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
This hurts so much, can't imagine not being able to bear children, or losing a child - and yet, there's hope - because that unbearable burden is shared with a loving Father (who also knew loss) - well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.