FOR A DEPARTED SON.
Grant me a corner
in which to cry;
through joyous eyes
I saw my son born,
through bleeding eyes
I watched him die.
Grant me a corner
in which to cry.
Permit me a quiet place;
let tender fingers
sew together
a wounded heart,
which through
my son's death,
has been torn apart.
Permit me
a healing place.
Allow me a soft bed
on which to rest;
let someone soothe
my aching brow;
keep the memory
of my first born son,
not amidst the dry reeds
or dull souls,
but amongst the best.
Allow me a bed
on which to rest.
FOR A DEPARTED SON.
- Doreen Peri
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Re: FOR A DEPARTED SON.
Terry.... I just read about your son's passing on facebook. I am so very sorry and send my heartfelt sincere condolences to you and your family. Your poem is deeply touching. I wish you peace and send you love. What a huge loss ... I know you will treasure the many beautiful memories and he will live on. These words sound cliche. I don't know what else to say. Your tribute poem said it all. ♥
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Re: FOR A DEPARTED SON.
I am sorry to hear about the passing of your son.
If I was a poet I would find some comfort in this...
the poet is blessed to heal his grief through his work
(something I read about James Joyce and Freud a long time ago)
thank you for the poem and take care
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7h0dpiM9c0k
If I was a poet I would find some comfort in this...
the poet is blessed to heal his grief through his work
(something I read about James Joyce and Freud a long time ago)
I must have listened to this song a million times after the death of my mother. I am childless so I can only imagine that the loss of a child is harder to bear...... a creative personality and a ruthless passion that allows him to separate his own grief feelings of melancholia from his grief feelings of mourning (death/rebirth or creativity cycle…. Beset by melancholia, his ruthless passion for his inner life during his session (days, weeks, months) of producing an art work separates him from his neurosis. Grief is interpreted as mourning, not depression. Mourning, a positive process in life, leads the sufferer to change and growth, to a kind of rebirth, to a condition previously unknown
thank you for the poem and take care
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7h0dpiM9c0k
Re: FOR A DEPARTED SON.
Thank you, Doreen & Stilltrucking. His death so sudden has hit hard. We as a family( he was one of
are strong and were there at his bedside went he died. 29 is no age, but he would want us to get on with things as he did. Bless his soul.

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