sometimes it just is....

Very touching. Thank you for posting this. Rated.

:)

I wish I could write this well when I feel this way.

In the future, don't sneak in on me with poetry like that without warning me. You get me thinking too much.

I totally agree with nanatehay. Beautiful and very sad.

feel better, you hear me, mister?

True, for some of us.

So mournful...so beautiful...

Chuck A. Stenson. Plant flax! Maybe if Ya lucky the flax will have plenty of great gold mustard blossoms and viable beautiful seed.

This:`If it was not for the cold, storms, wind, and many sad misfortunes ...
Life could never be.
Misfortune steels and strengthens those who grieve,
and more so. sadness can add character and backbone.

If misfortune never paid us a painful visit?
There would be no anticipation of:`Exquisite.
Misfortune and Life's sadness open folk up.
The splendor, grandeur, and brilliant Light?
A Light so grande and pure would never Be.

Eat mustard greens!
Plant the flax and rest!
Precious gold blossoms!

Even in my good moods I can't write this eloquently. Rated.

So few words. So much good said. I am happy to read this.

Lost in yesterday is today’s tears

Perfect
rated

Andy H.
Thank you for reading
iamsurly
: ) back at you.
Jeff
I consider you one of the finest writers I've read here and outside OS.
O'Really
My dear, sometimes too much thinking evades action.
Roger F.
See, no Warren today. : )
Cap'n
I'm really OK.
RW
it's cool when we agree.

Walk Away
Thank you... sometimes poetry is very cathartic

Mr. James
Flax seed oil is good for the heart, soul and eyes.

Ger
I disagree; your writing as well as your spirit do inspire me.
Mission
Sometimes less is profound.
mical
thank you. In your writings I see more goodness than I ever imagined possible.

Dammit, every time I think even half-seriously about writing something on here, I get hung up on how much good work there already is (like this) and go "Meh ... not today".

Rated

Pain diminishes as time goes by. Loss lingers in our hearts forever.

Beautiful. Thanks for this.

"Pain persists in memories thought abandoned." Perfect.

Lee
I always read your work knowing I couldn't do it any better. Now please post something. ~R~

Wonderfully heartbreaking.

I'm usually not much of a poetry fan (most of it is kind of obscure these days, especially the stuff they publish in The New Yorker) but this one got to me.

R

Bob, Frank, AtHomePilgrim, Phillip, John:
Thank you for reading this. Sometimes our craft [writing] is just a vessel we hitch a ride on.

I come here after spending every day of this past week with my father. You have described my mood perfectly. Kinda scary. No... Very scary.

Must be the October tide. Maybe Art is onto something with the greens...

The muted melody prattling.... I can hear it.

I'm so sorry you feel this.

Thank you for writing this piece.

Beautiful stuff, Chuck. Especially, "Lost in yesterday is today’s tears,

Never to be found." Rated

Simple, clear, pretty and rich. And sad.

Expressing yourself in words like this and sharing them here helps, doesn't it?

forgot to add: beautiful photo, too.

love your post, being melancholy girl I can really appreciate what you are feeling. thanks for putting it all into such choice words.
rated:)

oh, sweetheart. i know this one and you captured it perfectly. sometimes i think i'm depresesed and i'm really just sad sad sad. i'm sorry that you're mourning these losses but it's healing to do so sometimes. love love love and gratitude and more love.

Lois
My brother just visited because he read this.
scupper
I do agree, Mr. James is usually spot on.

wakingupslowly
My feelings sometimes contradict the humor I use as a mask.
Julie
thank you so very much...

Beth
I know you understand the melody.

skeletnwmn
it does help as do the kind comments and readers. Thank you.

Debbs4
sometimes nature strikes a dissonant chord few can understand

Teddy
this is a tough month for me. xox

This is magnificent. :)

Rated.

Highly rated.

Said this well---helps. ALL who read it.

Bwah, you can write! You put more power and feeling into so few words that slam a person in the heart! Rated, Zumapick (FWTW)

LadyMiko
Thank you for your kindness.
jimmymac
I appreciate your stopping by.
Roger
I do hope some one gets something from this poem.

Zuma
So few words hide years of pain. Thank you for your kind words.

Beautiful, but sad. I wish I could comfort you when you felt this way.

Beautiful and very touching..

Sad but nice. memories are a bitch.

Whatever the inspiration, the result was a perfect reflection of place it seems we all know at one time or another.

Yes Chuck, sometimes it just "is"...sadness haunts me from time to time...and, for me, it's better to just feel it as it passes its way through me. This was absolutely beautiful. Thank you.

"Pain persists in memories thought abandoned", how true, how expressive

fine job, Chuck

patricia k
I always find comfort in your kind thoughts.

fireeyes24
thank you

scanner
ain't that the truth!

melissa
the inspiration comes from my son Adam and a woman [his mother] that I still at times miss.

This verse: "the heart is long cold"... oh, Chuck, that image killed me man. I tell you, I spent some suspended on that line before I could continue reading.
Your poem is deep, beautiful, sad; it´s alive.
Kisses, my friend,
Marcela

PS: Your poem reminded me of this other poem, who knows why... by Alejandra Pizarnik (one of our big poetress, Sorry Alejandra for my home-made translation...)

Mendiga voz (Beggar voice)

Y aún me atrevo a amar (And I still dare to love)
el sonido de la luz en una hora muerta, (the sound of light on a dead hour),
el color del tiempo en un muro abandonado. (the colour of time on an abandoned wall).

En mi mirada lo he perdido todo. (in my gaze, I´ve lost it all).
Es tan lejos pedir. Tan cerca saber que no hay. (it´s so far away to ask. So close to know there is not).

Kisses,
Marcela

mary
your comment makes me ponder how the sadness does pass through me, not smoothly, but often blunt with no direction.
Roy
thank you.

Mi hermosa hermana
you've gifted me [Alejandra Pizarnik] with a poetess I will now add to my list.
gracias!

~tears~ Beautiful, wonderful!!!!!! Rated a million times if I could!!! But my fingers would get tired, so I won't!! :)

Your brother loves you! (Chris, if you're readin' this.... Thanks!)

Very sad, very beautiful poem. I hope you aren't as sad as this sounds. R

Yes. Sometimes it just is. Beautiful, and quietly rife with truth.

Silence can be life's ugliest transgression. The pain trailing behind it often lingers longer than we expect.

Keeping sadness at bay is a full time job...writing poetry this good is something most of us can't do. I send you a sentinel my friend.

tink
no tears, your humor so soothes us all.
KristyCC
at times I am sad, but use this platform [OS] to vent.
Tia
sometimes a muted melody can move a choir

Outside Myself
sometimes the pain brings a reflection we see after the tears dry

Sheila
your soldier has arrived.... thank you my friend
Lois
he is a really good, loyal brother. I love him dearly.

I wish you comfort.

OoopsieDaisies
thank you for your kindness.

I had to come back and read it one more time. I know I said it was beautiful and very touching, which in fact it is. But what I wanted to say was Thank you!.. You touch something deep inside me that has been going on for about a week now, and you put it into words when I was unable to.. Thank you for that..

Hauntingly beautiful, Chuck. Wow.

Mmmm. I think I know something about these feelings that you capture so well.

Exquisite

Your writing slays me. That's all.

Rated Blue Feeling, be well my friend!

AtHomePilgrim plucked the ripest line. :-D

Chuck, I am heartened anytime I see poetry like this, for it means the author feels. Today, it is overcast and raining here. I know, though, behind the fogbanks and clouds, there are mountain peaks that are awash in color.
Knowing what awaits me when the clouds finally clear helps keep me focused. :-D

Thumbed.

Yes, passing through can be live a wild ride through a stormy sea. Blunt is a great descriptor.

Beautifully expressed.

So sad. And so beautiful

"Pain persists in memories thought abandoned," I know this pain all too well. *hugz*

Yes, sometimes it just is...and we gingerly learn to accept. Beautiful and soulful genre, Chuck. The photo is stunning in it's lack of color and loneliness.

We've all been there, but not many of us can put the feelings into words this way. I think you're taking Art's advice - planting seeds which take root and grow in all our minds. Thanks.

This is incredible.