alone in the wake
silence met the morning dew
still touching his soul
her heart ached from the unknown
where was he in the life drift
…a dear friend’s loss is deep.. thoughts reflected… when our loved ones pass from this world onto another, we are at a loss as to where they go, how are they doing… why are they not here with us… previous posts… ThePassing; LegacyofLove
one single impression no 12: bleeding
photo: leaves, sparknalz3
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Shouldn’t it read “her HEART ached”? I like the cleaness of your work – and the emotions are raw. The photo is perfectection!
I love the opening phrase of this poem. It fits the photo and pushes the reader in the to rest of the poem.
wow
The emotion and pain here are so clear yet its still mysterious where the pain comes from. The photo? perfect.
“silence met the morning dew” – wonderful line. Beautiful poem. Beautiful graphic too. Compliments the poem wonderfully.
Alone, silence, still, ache drift–words that approach that empty, wordless place of grief. Well done. Thanks.
This tanka is flowing, deep – depths hinted. The images touch my own heart. Thank you.
Just lovely.
Your poem beautifully captures that silent, inner bleeding.
Gemma
Great opening line…
ravages of time
Really beautiful poem. The picture is lovely too. But your poetry is awesome.
I have been in that place, alone in the wake. You’ve expressed the sense of dispair and desolation so magnificently. Lovely Tanka and spectacular photo to accompany it.
lovely and sad, beautifully written, the last line is my favorite, I do wonder where people go where they die, it’s hard to imagine and yet sometimes something comes to mind
Truly touching Tanka. Beautiful.
Saying so much with so little lines and words. I think we all have someone who passed and we think of them each and everyday. Even if it’s just for a “few lines”. That’s why this works for me.
Thank you… i was really touched by the last line and the phrase “life drift”
..the intricate feelings of ur words come through..the meaning speaks..many thanks..
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