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A Song for Lorraine - A Poem

Updated on September 3, 2012


Since you left,

seven years have tolled

their hollow course

ringing grey and empty,

a new void on an old twist

to the final story.


You had the ancient singing skill

to re-write the

faint retreating melody, and you refused

to tell us the words.


"On to the next Adventure!" you

quipped, ever the joker,

bending your thin compelling finger

in inviting conspiracy from the pillow,

knowing that today we could not follow,

that the dimming radiance in your eyes

still glowed here

and here

and here

held in the soft intensity of memory and

the faint beginnings of understanding.


We felt your triumphant smile reach us

like a wisp of feather, bearing our weight

while we arced to the same spot

and

while we stood in awe and wonder

you flashed out a side window and

were away

on your urgent journey. . ..

without us.


© Clark Cook






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      Christopher Price 5 years ago from Vermont, USA

      Perhaps it is better to "go gently into that good night". When the drama of life's play has run its course, the final curtain might better be a quiet contented ending, the house lights dimming, the silence broken only by the dirge-like throbbing of our survivor's hearts.

      "The next adventure"...what a wonderful attitude. I wish I had known Lorraine. Your remembrance is a beautifully composed tribute. I am touched and thankful you have shared this with us.

      Peace.

      CP

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      Clark Cook 5 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

      Thanks CP for your appreciation. She was my Sister. A very special lady who impacted all who met her. So close to me it's taken this long to create enough distance to be able to write anything at all about her.

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      diogenes 5 years ago

      A beautiful example of how free verse should be.

      It seemed as if it were a lover, and I see by your comment it was a true love.

      I sometimes wonder of the joy of having someone close can ever make up for the loss of loosing them.

      Bob

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      Lillian K. Staats 5 years ago from Wasilla, Alaska

      Brilliant!I wish people would understand we don't lose people who have dies. For instance, I see Lorraine, a beautiful creature, in every stanza and word, I know she loves it! I certainly do, and I'll tell you something else- your talent is miles above the average, and I will hound you to keep blessing the world with your words... much respect, lily

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      Clark Cook 5 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

      Bob & Lilyfly. You guys are too much. Since you're both always honest, I'm very happy to accept your approval.

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      Brenda Barnes 5 years ago from America-Broken But Still Beautiful

      Your understanding of Lorraine's joy is touching. How loving to be with her as she traded the frailty for victory. This is one, if not the best, poem I have read on the subject. Thank you for that.

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      Clark Cook 5 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

      Hyph, I know you don't praise idly, so I especially appreciate your words. Thank you.

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      StricktlyDating 5 years ago from Australia

      A very sweet poem.

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      RHPeat 5 years ago

      The leaving that can't be followed becomes a wisp of feather out the side window. It seems even the timeless has to wait sometimes. :-) Yet the ever-present immortal can have its invisible way with us on occasion. Read my "Her Gift To You" The voice sometimes can be heard through the window.

      A poet friend...

      RH Peat

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      Clark Cook 5 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

      Ron--many thanks for your perceptive comment. You opened new windows for me. Can't ask for more than that.

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      Valleypoet 4 years ago

      I love the way that the sadness gradually lifts until it becomes a wonderful triumph of courage and hope...this is clearly about a remarkable woman...you are right Moonfroth, it is so very difficult to merge the two themes, but you have certainly nailed it here..thank you for sharing :-))

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      Clark Cook 4 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

      Thank you Valley. My sister dies in 2005, but we were so close it took me years to get to the point where I could write about it. The line--"on to the next adventure!" is hers, ever the optimist, since she was an atheist.

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