Dusky Posted November 29, 2005 Report Share Posted November 29, 2005 Hello to Everyone,I recently wrte the Poem below on a day when I was feeling very Empty - by the time I got doen writing it I also felt Full in many respects - therefore the Titel ended up being "Iam Empty - I am Full". I wanted to share this with my friends here. Here it is:___________________________________________________________________________ “I am Empty – I am Full”I am Empty I rise – to empty silence – it remains my constant friend.I eat – for nourishment - and the emptiness remains – the body full - the spirit void of life.I sleep – to rest - and the dreams of you escape me.I walk – to exercise – to keep the empty body full.I drive – to shop – to play – to visit – to nowhere but an empty house on my return.I cook – to remember how well you did it – for me - but now me - for no one – but one.I laugh – to walls - for no one hears me.I sit – to watch TV – or movies – or for no reason at all – a lap created but no one sitting on it.I stand – the lap is empty - gone – like you.I clean – to clean the house – and clean and clean and clean – and now the house is empty of dirt as well.I prune – dead and dying branches – fallen leaves – the trash now empty too.I cry – everyday without fail – for loss – the tears of joy escape me – they vanished with you.I retire – to more of the same empty silence.I sustain - Friendships – where willing hearts remain – but empty friendships surround me as well in numbers greater than the willing.I nourish - Family ties – Troubled waters reveal Grandchildren Golden with untapped pathways to your memory – potential great – here are empty minds waiting to be filled with the history of you. Here empty may be good – for I can fill their minds full with you.I demand – Respect for what you represented – who you were – and how you lived your life. Here I am at full throttle - for those who profess love for you need only be reminded of the lengths I will travel to instill and sustain who you were in - who they are.I bewilder – All who see a grown man cry picking out a Birthday Card for your Mother – who does not know that you are dead. How can anyone fully understand this kind of pain?I display – An unending source of energy to ensure you are remembered – not with empty words – but with deeds – and action – and growth – and changes in human minds and spirit. I insist – On talking about you – to anyone who will listen – for as long as my breath remains – you live on in me – running on full – far from empty.I chock – At the inability of society to understand the true nature of grief - its length – its depth – its all consuming grip – its relationship to love – its necessity to growth - its lingering reality for all of us.I discuss – My feeling about my loss of you - with everyone I can – family, friends, counselors, chat rooms, people I have barely known, just met – they all need to know about not only your death – but who you were - how well you lived your life and – how your life’s message can change theirs forever.I treasure – Your memory - for here in me lives your legacy – as you travel with me into tomorrow – love never ends.I am Full._______________________________________________________________________Thanks for listening.John - Dusky is my handle on hereLove you Jack Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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