Celebrating a Year

week 187 ~ an unexpected consequence of loss

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an unexpected consequence of loss
pain opens doors that would have remained closed
without contradiction superimposed
across the map of my lost future toss
out expectations they don’t matter gloss
over tribulation a heart exposed
to the elements beats like it’s supposed
to no matter what the rest’s only dross
I walk ahead pelted by cleansing rain
time has no answers for me truth has fled
it hollers back pack up your wounds have bled
enough throw out the reasons to remain
here it’s time to move on you surely know
you’ll never find out why until you go

Written by mairmusic

May 11, 2012 at 10:14 am

Posted in May, sonnet

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  1. Many people seem to be paralyzed by their loss…I like the positive tone of the poem.


    May 11, 2012 at 11:01 am

    • thanks– passing thoughts brought up by hearing “unexpected consequences” in conversation this week.


      May 11, 2012 at 12:54 pm

  2. loss… such a hard word for me to even say with tomorrow just around the corner. Thank you for the strength


    May 12, 2012 at 3:06 pm

  3. you are a beautiful inspiration.

    Sharmishtha Basu

    May 13, 2012 at 2:10 am

  4. i love how you deal with loss here…it opens new doors sometimes that otherwise would’ve stayed closed..and yet..there’s the pain we carry..good to know when it’s time to move on..


    May 15, 2012 at 4:43 pm

  5. lots of truth here…pain def opens doors that would have remained closed otherwise…and for each person loss is different and the journey out of it different…

    brian miller

    May 15, 2012 at 5:02 pm

  6. An interesting note of positivity to be found in the anguish–certainly an inspiring push a good many struggling souls could do with. So many shut down in the wake of tragedy, or with the assails of time…it is good to know that sometimes there is light to be pulled from those dark places.

    Chris G.

    May 15, 2012 at 5:05 pm

  7. Time does tend to stand still for us, until we do learn to let go. I had to learn that and it’s not easy to do at all.
    Powerful, image filled write.


    May 15, 2012 at 5:13 pm

  8. I do think failures and suffering can have their positive results. This either occurs in terms of what Nietzsche said about what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger or in a more spiritual sense it reveals aspects of your self that you did not know existed before.Such crises ultimately may reveal a transcendent reality, when one has no resources left to deal with the suffering or ordeal. Your poem provides a wonderful celebration of this human capacity for survival.


    May 16, 2012 at 1:34 pm

  9. It certainly can be hard to move on; the heart often lags far behind the head and you certainly express that well here.


    May 16, 2012 at 5:15 pm

  10. I “hear” this heart bleading, I wish to “see” it beating, I long for it to be red and racing.


    May 16, 2012 at 6:02 pm

  11. Vivid write. Moving on isn’t always easy. But it can only do one of two things… Make, or Break you. Love your message. Stay positive!


    Mr. Watson

    May 16, 2012 at 9:29 pm

  12. Moving on can sometimes be the best thing you’ll ever do. One of the hardest, though. Keep that chin up.


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