Caitlin (a dead poet) no longer living
Caitlin was a highly intelligent and sensitive person.
She was tested through out her life in many ways. At a very young age she witnessed the killing of her sister at the hands of a drunken driver. Being only slightly the elder she took on the unwarranted but crushing burden of guilt at not being able to prevent the younger sibling from running into the path of the automobile. This resulted ... more »
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Caitlin (a dead poet) no longer living Poems
How I envy them poets and authors To toss words into the air And have them fall in perfect order Why is it so easy to pour out my grief in a poem?
Aubade A word lost in time Unlike its cousin Serenade
Don’t Shrink Me
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How I envy them poets and authors
To toss words into the air
And have them fall in perfect order
Why is it so easy to pour out my grief in a poem?
And so difficult to capture joy in print?
Joy exists in a fleeting moment
Grief lasts forever
Takes one to feel grief
Two to feel joy
My joy has already been shared and thus multiplied
My grief till now has been private
Alone in the dark my grief mushrooms
I need to find a friend to halve the burden
Will you be that friend?