SILENT TEARS
by Nonnie Jules
I cry these silent tears for her
For her loss, for her pain, for her heart
Breaking when she looks into their eyes
Her children –
she feels their loss, their pain, their hearts breaking.
The memories –
the hardest
Yet, there’s no getting away from the reminders of what used to be.
There once was a HE
HE sat, parented, loved, even laughed
Yes, towards all ends there is laughter some say
But his chair is empty now
Just as their hearts
Hollow as the tree he chose.
He left it all there
His back against a world filled with painful memories of a childhood unprotected.
His pain…
Bottled up in the bottles of poison he consumed
Reckless abandon he gave to it
But quit…
he could not
would not
was it his choice not?
In the end, the call of the poison was stronger
and he had to answer
he was forced to answer
given no choice but to answer…
was the way he felt.
His choice gave her no choice
Single parenting
A thing for some
but…
It wasn’t her thing
That is
until
he left her
no choice.
She’ll be fine
Kids are resilient
They’ll be fine
Time heals all wounds
All clichés but true.
Still…
I cry my silent tears for her
For the husband she once knew.
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Thank you, D.L., for hosting Nonnie’s powerful piece. I hope you and your family are safe from the earthquakes. ♥
It was powerful and I was happy to.
We are all safe from the earthquakes, Gwen, including my sister in law who is close to it, thanks:)
D. L…thanks so much for hosting me. The blue of your blog calms me. 🙂
I’m a big fan of blue. It is very calming like water:) Thanks!
Thanks for the support, Gwen!
This is such a deep and moving poem. Nonnie put me right there in the middle of the emotion! Thanks for being such a gracious host!!
That’s a good way to describe how the poem put us in the middle of the emotion, Jan.
Thanks so much, Jan!
“His pain… Bottled up in bottles of poison…” Powerful.
It is very powerful words, Jacqui.
Thanks so much, Jacqui!
Thank you for hosting, Nonnie, Denise.
It was my pleasure:)
This is a very powerful poem, Denise.
It is Robbie. It dislodged a few feelings and memories.
Thanks, Robbie!
Such a powerful piece, Nonnie. Thank you for sharing.
Many thanks for hosting, Denise, as always.
Cheers to you both. 🙂
Thanks, Natalie!
It sure was Natalie:) I was excited to host!
Deep and moving writing, Nonnie! You have much of which to be proud!
That’s so sweet of you to say, Beem! Thank you!