Monday, September 1, 2014

Impermanence

 
I openly hold your warm caress
mourning the loss of all that's fading
lips locked in a kiss that can't convey
the inward ache of all that's missing

under light turned dark there's no solace
cries of loneliness echo your name
retreating to shadows of feeling
a blind reference missing its frame

each thought more pointed than truthfulness
that flies in the face of abstraction
tomorrow whispers impermanence
of life, of love, of interaction

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41 comments:

  1. whew...you make the loss...the missing palpanle....
    impermenence def echoes....
    as nothing lasts
    as we
    are oft reminded

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  2. the loss is part of impermanence of life ~ how easy to say that but i can imagine the loss is still heartbreaking ~ have a good week ~

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    1. such is he impermanence of life . . . you have a great week too.

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  3. Love this, though it's sad, time is a like those millstones grinding us down.. gradually, while we lament the losses...

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  4. You managed to convey the loss and the pain so well! 'Under light turned dark there is no solace' - I think it is my favorite line.

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    1. Thanks Gabriella, it's always great to see what resonates with others.

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  5. Love lost and yearned for! Life can be full of such trials and tribulations. Feeling sick now but one laughs it off later. Nicely Kathryn!

    Hank

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  6. The sense of loss here is palpable--but such a beautiful write

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  7. Loss is so painful...Your words convey that with such beauty...

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  8. It directly tugs at the heart and the pain, agony is felt very clearly, very nicely written

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  9. O Kathryn, this one is as deep as your art, deeper when it starts with that kiss so evocative of absence of what was full. Took me back to places that no longer hurt because I had forgotten the immediacy of them. One stanza into your poem and I was there again. No solace, and in the moment all antennae and feelers look for something to lean on. Perhaps the pattern of loss and impermanence is a pillar to lean on, but only as a last resort. Beautiful writing.

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  10. This is so poignant, so achingly lovely... "retreating to shadows of feeling
    a blind reference missing its frame" is just fabulous.

    Loss is with us throughout life, it makes us and breaks us and makes us again. You did a beautiful job of conveying that.

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  11. Strange how you always know even before it happens. Like the song says "It's always in the kiss"

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  12. Beautiful write filled with such powerful emotion. 'Lips locked in a kiss that can't convey the inward ache of all that's missing'. You can feel so much in a kiss. You conveyed your emotion well.

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  13. There is a sustained elegance to your writing. I so enjoyed reading each stanza, and the final two lines are especially memorable.

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    1. Thanks for such a lovely comment . . . don't think my writing has ever been referred to as elegant before. :)

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  14. Yes, now what do you do? breathe in the new? ...of course, what else can you do! Nice piece from the heart!
    ZQ

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  15. the holding, mourning...the kiss that cannot convey the ache... think i feel it most in that image with the kiss...

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  16. You've left my soul dancing somewhere between loss and losing while having had is worth the pain... The heart of the words and the image are perfect halves of each other.

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    1. P.S. I just stopped by your Etsy shop; your work is fantastic! I might be half in lust and all in love with "Dark & Stormy Night."

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  17. Subtle rhyme scheme, the themes of love and loss are conveyed with warmth, elegance, and a quiet dignity.

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  18. "mourning the loss of all that's fading...." perhaps the worst pain of all, while still "having" but feeling the "losing".......prescient grief.

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  19. each line resonates - I can't pick just one ~

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    1. Thanks Michael, I had to sit with this one a while.

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  20. Your image captivated me. I am a writer and an artist, recently working in encaustics. The pic you chose looks like a moment in that process when an underlying wax layer has a lower melting point than the pigment heavy layers above. Never thought of macro-photographing that. Now I surely will!

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    1. Thanks Kim. This was an image I took last winter of a cracked ice, a piece of which was heart shaped. I then layered a cloud image over the top of it. I love it when work inspires others.

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  21. thoughts more pointed than truthfulness... that makes me think. very lovely.

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  22. It's heartbreaking to deal with loss and impermanence of life...so painful ..you've conveyed it with much grace..."tomorrow whispers impermanence / of life, of love, of interaction"...what can be truer than that?....

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  23. Those last four lines...sigh, and such rich color in the image!

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  24. yes, nothing lasts. how beautiful to celebrate what is as you have done.

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  25. Your words urge us on not to waste a second of our lives.

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