Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Now you have gone


I am but a puppet
There is no life left in me
The wind blows and I sway
I care not that the sea rages
Or rain falls on my face
That I laugh no more
Now you have gone

Where is your sunny smile?
I no longer breathe in your scent
Or walk the woods with you
I hear not your song of love
No music in my heart
Nor that beating drum
Now you have gone

There is no hand to hold
No sweet lips for me to kiss
Nor can I lay my head
Between those softest breasts
Days of love have now passed
For I feel nothing
Now you have gone

Am I not still a man
Just where is that person now
Am I real without you?
You're not here to pull my strings
For you were my life
I am desolate
Now you have gone

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15 comments:

  1. Wow! Wonderfully written. It was great to read the thoughts of the puppet :)

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  2. Such raw grief. I feel it entirely too well.

    Excellent poem.

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  3. i am sad for the puppet crumbled in desolation

    have a creative Wednesday Robin

    much love...

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  4. Very touching and sad to read about your departed loved one. I do smile though because you have an optimistic tone through all of your poems. that's awesome.

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  5. "Am I real without you?" ... so much sadness poured into this one Robin.

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  6. So much of our joy was with and because of them. It is a very large "missing", I know. They would want us to keep on finding the joy, though. Poignant and heart tugging writing, my friend.

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  7. Very poignant writing. I agree with Sherry. And that real person still exists. Really he does!

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  8. so much void in puppet existence...the yearning is palpable...

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  9. Oh these two poems are heart wrenching..perhaps we can learn how to be without the other in our life but yes..the effort seems overwhelming and the winds too strong to fight against at times

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  10. No music in my heart
    Nor that beating drum
    Now you have gone

    One can detect the helplessness and sense of loss where a loved one is at the centre of it. Great lines Robin!

    Hank

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  11. This is so very sad. You wrote it beautifully, capturing the essence of the feelings from loss. Not sure if it's biographic. Regardless, be well.

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  12. Ohhh this made me sad. The absence of the loved one creates a void indeed. Very well put across :)

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  13. Hmmm I always love the depth you take these prompts to. A conundrum really: be a limp puppet or one with a person who knows the strings.

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  14. Losing the love of our life can rob us of our very life - or at least that's how it feels, as your puppet reflects... Lovely!

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