Black day when ice formed round her heart.
Black day when they were forced to part.
Her anger made her rail at God.
What did she do that was so bad.
People think she is alive.
They don't suspect she's dead inside.
That she inhaled a breath so deep.
A deathlike state a waking sleep,
holds her fast she can't go forward
and the past is past.
Scalding tears wont break the ice.
So for now this must suffice.
Until his touch her breath releases
as it breaks the ice to pieces.
Only then will her heart pulse
and warm blood course within her veins
Her leprous soul feel joy or pain.
Breathing out she will live again.
the feeling of helplessness when you can't undo something is hard to swallow. espesially when it involves the ones you love most. this is a well written poem with lots of imagery.
Good depiction of the cold hardness that life, at times, presents us with. Strong images.
To see the man who has been her alterego and source of all support lying in coma is a sight so unbearable for any wife! The deeper their attachment, the more tortuous turns the other's suffering! Such feelings of utter helplessness will disappear, once the person recovers! Great write Noreen!
to my April showcase. thanks! and i'll include your Poet's Notes. bri :)
Another wonderful poem. You must have a very compassionate soul to be able to describe, with such emotion, the personal anguish this woman was experiencing. While reading this poem I thought you were writing about your own experience. Excellent.
noreen, this time i read it without pause, and the only comment i'll make this time is it goes to MyPoemLIst. bri :)
This is such a powerful and moving poem. Isn't ironic that a person's heartfelt, truly unselfish love for another is displayed in situations that are so traumatic they can scarcely appreciate the emotion that motivates them? That's when we must recall that good times and happy events also evoke true love. But in this poem the woman's love of her husband is so strong that she is grabbed by an emotional coma that parallels his physical coma. Your poem gives us incontrovertible proof of the scope and intensity of the bonds that are created by intimacy and tenderness.
Good job, you have told the story well. Reminds me a bit of mine - Cicatrix - Adeline I too did a double-take on the 'leprous'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, it's so hard when a loved one is very ill, everything stops in your life but the rest of the world will carry on.