Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
It was only a summer day much like this
When you took that final breath and drifted away
The birds were singing as if nothing significant happened
The nascent breeze meandered through the garden
The blood red roses didn’t wither and blacken
The sun kept on shining with nary a hint of rain to dampen
Its lazy path across the brilliant turquoise sky.
Yet now, because of this one change, your dying breath–
The world is re-arranged and grey clouds abound, as a
Storm of black grief rides in on a horse made of tears,
With heavy hooves it roars, bringing lightning and thunder
The fragile beauty of this magnificent day broken, torn asunder
Leaving those of us left behind to ponder and wonder why.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’s Note: On Saturday, we lost a dear friend to cancer. This is for him and those he left behind.
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: Kerry Says- Human landscape interactions
Wow! This is truly amazing to read. I loved it!
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Thank you Beckie.
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Always a pleasure! 😊
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that life is a gift, and we can change it all, any day we like, amen
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Yes, thank you.
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I am so sorry for your loss, Linda 😦 This is a beautiful and touching tribute.
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Thank you Sanaa.
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You’ve written a lovely tribute, Linda. I’m sorry for your loss.
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Thank you Ken.
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I saw your post on FB. I am so sorry for the loss of this friend. This is a wonderful tribute to him.
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Thank you Toni. He was an awesome person, a great chef with wit and charm. ❤️
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You gifted everyone who loved him with this exquisite poem ….
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Thank you!
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This is beautiful. I am so sorry for the loss of your friend.
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Thank you Susie.
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A very nice tribute from one who knew him so well. I would have liked to have known him also.
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Thank you Jim. He was a good man.
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“The sun kept on shining with nary a hint of rain to dampen
Its lazy path across the brilliant turquoise sky…”
It seems almost impossible that life can go on as if nothing has happened. That’s how I felt at my Father-in-Laws funeral. Hugs – sorry for your loss.
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Thank you Margaret.
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It’s never easy, having to cope with losing someone we care about, and, we must try to carry on, keep on, surviving…
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Yes, it’s all we can do. Thank you.
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This is an extremely touching poem, Linda. The pathetic fallacy is very well expressed, and your theme is universal. Thank you for writing to my prompt.
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Thank you so much Kerry.
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What an awesome tribute to your friend!! I’m sure it will be treasured by his family! Thanks so much for sharing it with us, Dear Linda! So sorry for your loss, My Dear!
xoxoxo
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Thank you Chuck.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you Chuck!
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I remember feeling the same way when I lost a good friend to ALS. The sun at least had the sense to hide for his funeral. I am so sorry for your loss.
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Thank you.
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I’m so sorry for your loss, Linda.
This line, the truth for sure: “The birds were singing as if nothing significant happened”
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Thank you Marian.
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The black grief riding in on a horse made of tears is so eloquent. So sorry you lost your dear friend, Lind. It is hard to lose a friend.
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Yes, it certainly is. Thank you Sherry.
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Such a lovely tribute. I’m so sorry for your loss
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Thank you.
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