Goodbyes

[C. E.]

Goodbyes
.....Pass like signs on a highway
You don't see them coming sometimes
.....In their quickening pace

Goodbyes
.....To the ones in whom I have entrusted my soul
I dared to invest me
.....So deeply
That their death is my own

Goodbyes
.....Mean that the love is so great
Knowing a part of me goes with them
.....Brings more comfort than knowing part of them stays with me

[size:17pt]I don't fear death[/size]
.....Like I used to
For much of me has already died

.....In so many beautiful pieces

........for Dave

 

[concerned_husky]

Eirik...

Your poetry always evokes a sense of emotional purity in me that every time I try to comment, I can't help but feel as if I'm staining your words with mine. I'm granting myself the rare exception here - I hope you don't mind - because your poem had such a powerful impact on me...

Words truly escape me at the moment, so I just want to say: thank you for sharing this.

For leaving us with yet another part you. Another beautiful piece...

 

[C. E.]

What a wonderful and sweet thing to say, Husky! Thank you - it means a lot to me that my words can connect so well with others - with you.

This sort of spilled out of me this morning all in about 20 minutes. It was therapeutic in a sort of cathartic sense, coming on the heels of an emotional week in which my partner's brother died. He was like a big brother to me, and it came on the heels of the death anniversary of another adopted "brother" and less than a year after my best friend passed away. These goodbyes really are getting too frequent. I wish they would slow down.

 

[Nothing Man]

(((Eirik))) I'm really sorry for the loss. I hope your partner is coping, and you with him.

Mike

 

[C. E.]

Thanx, Mike

 

[Shyshark]

Yes ...
Good Byes.
I often wonder which are worse.
The ones you hear ...
or the one you say.

 

[manipulated]

The worst are the ones left unspoken until its too late. Here Erik you found voice. I found voice.

mani