Loss

for Dee
Beethoven’s unfinished symphony ear of Van Gogh that
fav earring misplaced ne’er found
loss echoes resounds
whirling eddying pebble cast ripples profound
haunting waking sleepless nothing moments
taunting
Pain access all areas nil by mouth dulled once
razor sharp spiking drilling for oil soul’s ocean
secret depth buried treasure wreck core what
it means to be human suffering is all how to bear
with dignity hope till last drop wrung universal language
no phrasebook dictionary required tears UN interpreter
Mourn what I had childhood that ne’er was innocence
faith hope trust naivety ignorance is true bliss I envy
gift for head in sand a comforting safe place to
repose cease be
Like the days magical eagle soaring woman I was
aspired crispy Autumn leaves crunching beneath our feet
decaying crumbling merging whence it came moon waning
full crescent half eclipse tide rushing in out so I let go of
myriad loss that unfinished business called
life
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About cho wan yau

Teacher by day poet/writer by night. Words have been my first love and will be my last. As a child I locked myself into the toilet devouring books which transported me to distant lands. Poetry shared penned from 2009-2010 in a titanic struggle to stay sane at Heartbreak Hotel. Please check it out on chowanyau@wordpress.com. Any comments or feedback welcome. Why not share your story with me, because we all have one, don't we?

Posted on July 29, 2013, in New Life, No Wine or Men, Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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