Give Sorrow Words

Sometimes words write themselves from a place deep in my heart.

“Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak
whispers the o’er-fraught heart, and bids it break.” -Shakespeare

Grief filled the rooms of our now silent home,
boxes full awaited me, long unseen by eyes so blue.
Loss made strangers have her hair, her smell, her laugh,
and waited in the aisles hidden as food she loved no more.

And yet I am thankful for it, the grief,
a certain fondness have I for that pain.
For because of it I shall never doubt my love for her,
and of my strength to carry on I need no other proof.

And if you have such a loss as I… a knowing comfort I can give.
I will not ever lose this pain, the anger likely will linger long, the sorrow deep.

Yet I will not wear it by my choice,
or let it from me my future keep.
By Christ, I call upon her names,
my wife, my love, my Lady Lyn.

Until we meet again.

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Inspired by Shakespeare’s Macbeth:
“Grief fills the room up of my absent child,
Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me,
Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words,
Remembers me of all his gracious parts,
Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form;
Then, have I reason to be fond of grief?
Fare you well: had you such a loss as I,
I could give better comfort than you do.
I will not keep this form upon my head,
When there is such disorder in my wit.
O Lord! my boy, my Arthur, my fair son!
My life, my joy, my food, my all the world!
My widow-comfort, and my sorrows’ cure!”

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One thought on “Give Sorrow Words

  1. Gary, I am sorry for your loss. I read your bog a couple years ago and must have bookmarked it as it popped up again today. I too lost my wife of 23 years at Christmas, 2000. She was being treated for colon cancer and died of a blood clot to the lungs two weeks after her last chemo session. I think this could have been prevented as she complained to doctor of pain in her leg during last session. He felt around and said she was fine. The only consolations I have is that she went into school where she taught for a special meeting as she was on medical leave. She was stricken at school and died less than an hour later at home. If she hadn’t of gone to school, I or my son would have found her at home when we got home from school as I too was teaching and he was in last year of HS. All the best and once again, my sympathies to you and your family. I am down in Rhode Island.

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