The Unconsoled Heart Poem by Michael Burch

The Unconsoled Heart



The Unconsoled Heart
by Michael R. Burch

There is a silence...
the last unspoken moment
before death,

when the moon,
cratered and broken,
is all madness and light,

when the breath comes low and complaining,
and the heart is a ruin
of emptiness and night.

There is a grief...
the grief of a lover's embrace
while faith still shimmers in a mother's tears...

There is no gruesomer time, nor place,
while the faint glimmer of life is ours
that the lingering and the unconsoled heart fears

beyond this: seeing its own stricken face
in eyes that drift toward some incomprehensible place.

Keywords/Tags: Death, Euthanasia, Hospice, Terminal, Terminate, Termination, Hemlock, Last Supper, Hospital, Silence, Last Breath, Heart, Heartache, Heartbreak, Grief, Grief-stricken, Love, Lover, Mother, Night, Emptiness, Horror, Terror, Fear, Near Death Experience, Linger, Lingering, Faith, Hope, Hopeless, Hopelessness

Friday, February 14, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: death,death of a friend,fear,grief,hospital,last supper,love,mother,mother and child ,terror
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