Well didn't you just put grief in it's place, dear Marion, I don't think I've ever met a poetess much like you, you bring every piece of work to life and you kick the arse of grief. So creative it's beyond me to have ever even thought of such a thing as to ridicule the one thing that haunts me. Kudos a million times. đš
My lovely friend, the dreaded word 'grief'
for me sums up society's expectationsÂ
(beginning middle end). and has nothing at all to do with the ever present roiling emotions of a trillion mad oceans that endlessly engulf. I am aware of my lost child every second of every day. There will never be an adequate word.... and I thank you for this beautiful comment and your true understanding ..hugs X
Describing grief must be the hardest thing in the world! May as well let your words split â that wordâ in half. It will leave you alone, at least for while. The warmest of the hugs dear Marion, BÂ
Ah thankyou B...grief is just a word that society uses to contain... and silently shame I think.... that which in fact cannot be contained. Not in mothers anyway.  I rebel.Â
lol...no surprise there... hugs X
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Well didn't you just put grief in it's place, dear Marion, I don't think I've ever met a poetess much like you, you bring every piece of work to life and you kick the arse of grief. So creative it's beyond me to have ever even thought of such a thing as to ridicule the one thing that haunts me. Kudos a million times. đš
My lovely friend, the dreaded word 'grief'
for me sums up society's expectationsÂ
(beginning middle end). and has nothing at all to do with the ever present roiling emotions of a trillion mad oceans that endlessly engulf. I am aware of my lost child every second of every day. There will never be an adequate word.... and I thank you for this beautiful comment and your true understanding ..hugs X
Describing grief must be the hardest thing in the world! May as well let your words split â that wordâ in half. It will leave you alone, at least for while. The warmest of the hugs dear Marion, BÂ
Ah thankyou B...grief is just a word that society uses to contain... and silently shame I think.... that which in fact cannot be contained. Not in mothers anyway.  I rebel.Â
lol...no surprise there... hugs X
It is a little, teeny, tiny, incy, wincy word isnt it? A Microsocopic word to describe something so huge it is unquantifiable.
It is...thanks love xx
Well said Marion. I totally understand this poem.
-Syd xoÂ
Thanks Syd... truly appreciated my friend... hugs x