Glenn Bagshaw

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Grief - Poem by Glenn Bagshaw

He spoke to her two days before he died
in the haunted room, now forever dark,
and told her of a dream that had replied
to the grief of their son's death by stark
denial. The child stayed until sunrise
and left with light. Here's how Dad's sorrows drowned:
face down, down in green dreams, in screams fun lies,
down, tolled down under water. There's no sound.
The dreams ended- his heart attack-surprised-
she's left alone. A mother, wife-no more!
What's etched in flesh twists inside when surmised
and photos climb crescendos she'll abhor
with mother, child, his arms (he's out of scope) .
She hoped arms, hands could choke her life like rope!

Comments about Grief by Glenn Bagshaw

  • (9/22/2005 3:20:00 PM)

    Great poetry touches a seventh sense inside me-and I can bathe in it's alchemy
    all day long! !

    I am familiar with the subject matter- your definition was on the money! In fact,
    your aim with vocabulary is wonderfully and dreadfully accurate! !

    Would you suggest some of your work which you, yourself are most fond of?
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  • (8/31/2005 9:02:00 PM)

    I really love this piece...well done (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 21, 2005

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 9, 2005

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