A Collisional encounter with the beyond

Blood stills


Seeing through oceans

Life and antitheses

In constant motion

At times though

We come too close

And hearts are scarred

Existence in chaos

Making it make sense

Defrayed for now

Perhaps forever

Reaching out to the eternities 

We hope we see the point

But for now 

There are no words.

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Nan 5 years ago

VEry deep poem, and with a lot of feeling.


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Jaggedfrost 5 years ago Author

This one was written in tribute to the grief of some close friends of our family.


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hillrider 5 years ago from Mid-west United States

Your last line in the poem, coupled with this first comment is pertinent for me. A week ago I attended a viewing of an elderly woman who died. Unable to express my own emotion regarding loss when I knew this WAS a better result, death being an end to life only in this earthen realm, I prayed.

Romans 8:26 expresses (for me) how this is capable of being accomplished even when I myself am unable to know what to say. When the services were over I knew my friend was safe and no longer suffering from the Parkinson's disease that had racked her body during these last 10 years.

The family covered her with a blanket I purchased for her as a Christmas gift. 'Feather-soft' was the "brand name" or all I know of one. It was pulled to her shoulders and dressed as she was in her nightgown appeared to truly be at peace, resting.

The blanket for me was and is emotional, I tear at the idea of being given this last chance to help her cold, tired bones be warmed. In her life I had a habit of giving her a new blanket(throw) every year to keep her warm as she sat during the days, watching out the window or viewing television.

When there are no words...the spirit will make intercession and He will answer your prayers in His way. When my father died, he was cold when I kissed his forehead goodbye. That "cold" remained apparently, in my heart and when I allowed the Spirit to pray I was answered, that Grandma Baker would not only be covered in my feather-soft blanket, but also that into His loving hands she had already been delivered. My tears are not of loss, but joy...


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Jaggedfrost 5 years ago Author

Thank you for sharing that.


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b. Malin 5 years ago

This is a lovely tribute to those in your family who are going through a difficult time...and anyone who is having problems or sadness and grief.


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Jaggedfrost 5 years ago Author

You are making me blush.

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