On Losing Connection Poem by George Krokos

George Krokos

George Krokos

Samos, Greece (Now lives in Melbourne, Victoria, Australia)

On Losing Connection



There's a certain condition known as losing connection
involving people, places and things of strong affection.
The phenomenon is marked by one or two parting to separate ways
and a feeling of disconnection is experienced highlighting the days.
Where the people concerned, in the past, were once close together,
are all now, due to a lack of communication, more apart than ever.

Once good friends, close relatives, associates and even lovers
have all fallen victim to the malady of estrangement as others.
We should never underestimate the effect of the passage of time
especially when augmented with distance that determines clime.
In this case the distance between the minds and hearts of all those who
have so drifted apart from each other and no longer hold the same view.

It may also be a case where people have outgrown or transcended themselves
and do not identify any more with what was once regarded as familiar delves.
The vicissitudes of life can also be a major cause and often very decisive factor
where on the stage of this world one assumes or takes the role of a different actor.
Who knows to what degree a situation can change or influence the course of events
and leaves those alienated, that were once close together, now with different intents.

Another very obvious aspect is the physical departure because of death
of all those who, in this life, virtually shared the same space and breath.
It has also been written that, the soul of a person gone, sometimes tries to revive
or contact those whom it had most connnection with while it was physically alive.
The same can be said of some of those who are still in their earthly bodily form
and cannot cope without the assurance or connection that before was the norm.
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Thursday, March 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Loss
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Lacovara 07 March 2014

It is up to is, to carefully launder the fine fabrics of the friendships we wear....that the threads do not unravel and the warmth they provide lasts. Your write was thought provoking an honest. PEACE

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George Krokos

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