'Deep And Meaningful' Conversations. Poem by Roy William Gotaas
'Deep And Meaningful' Conversations.
These days there seem to be no victories,
No marches in triumph between a roaring crowd:
Only the sad parade of sorrow,
The sounds of pain keening on a carrying breeze.
Your friend’s eyes full of sympathy,
Ears catching your confessing words:
But behind the attentive face
He waits the time
To match your grief with his.
I've had so many of these conversations in my life. There is an ironic beauty in joining in sorrow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
8/6/2026 8:33:09 PM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
That word 'keening' always slices me. Ahhh, he's just waiting his turn; I know him too.