A Poem For Carol Poem by James Timothy Jarrett

A Poem For Carol

Rating: 5.0


Sometimes I wonder in the dark still of night
About you laying cold and white

In sleeps repose, gowned yet dead
A shroud of pills about your head

Your debt to asclepius surely paid
Upon that bed so neatly made

You asked of me a simple task
Not much at all to really ask

Not money nor power, not even wine
Just a moment of my time

To read you a poem

I wonder sometimes in dark the still of night

If I had read you the poem

would it have mattered


Dedicated to Carol who kept shop at the withlapoka community store

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Greenwolfe 1962 25 July 2008

This is a special quality poem. So, I gave it a 10. GW62

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Sathyanarayana M V S 04 August 2008

Very tragic....I could feel the pain. sathya narayana

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O Anna Niemus 06 August 2008

God bless all those I have wittingly or unwittingly harmed... what a beautiful poem

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Dr.Wardha Jawdat 06 August 2008

regrets felt upon the death of any being is the surest testimony of our being morally alive and them having been tender gentle souls.....you have tendered such an amazing eulogy

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Andrew Blakemore 10 August 2008

A very touching poem James, beautifully written. Best wishes, Andrew

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Chinedu Dike 27 September 2014

Of course the poem matters as it brings with it romance into the relationship. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.

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Arnav Gogoi 16 August 2013

A tragedy summed up in three lines - - I wonder sometimes in dark the still of night If I had read you the poem would it have mattered The regret of having understood the joy of fulfilling the small petty requests of a loved one, which at the moment feels quite absurd, but after they leave our hand, it fills the heart with an inexplicable heaviness....indeed touching! ! ! ! |

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Arnav Gogoi 16 August 2013

A tragedy summed up in three lines I wonder sometimes in dark the still of night If I had read you the poem would it have mattered The regret of having understood the joy of fulfilling the small petty requests of a loved one, which at the moment feels quite absurd, but after they leave our hand, it fills the heart with an inexplicable heaviness....indeed touching! ! ! !

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loved the ending question. It is somewhat of a universal question Lovely

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Ben Gieske 04 December 2008

I like the rhythm of how this reads and its “dreamy” feel. The rhymes work out nicely and lend a light refrain.

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