(Feeling) Grief

Grief is pain.
Alternating waves of
raw, naked heart strings and
numb shock, eyes
glazed under a
sea of tears.

Every nerve ending
screams,
denying the loss.
Denying.
Denying.
Denying.

With clenched fists,
Grief repeats its own
mantra – No, no, no, it
can’t be true – skipping on the
jagged edge of anguish.

Feeling grief, it’s absorbed into the
bones, the flesh, the
heart, the soul.
Grief never really leaves.
It becomes a part of the
one left behind, building a
new synapse connection in the
mind, always present until

Until the one left
behind is the one
being grieved.

© Hilary Clark ~ February 26, 2020

My poems are inspired by my art.  See the piece that inspired this poem here.

(Feeling) Dynamic

Dynamite!
Big, bold, bright!
Playing big,
Don’t ya dig?

Moving to a strong drum beat,
Shuffle, shuffle, stomp your feet.
Projecting huge,
Influence, a deluge.

Feeling dynamic in this life
Doesn’t mean there is no strife.
But living large
Creates an electric charge.

Make an impact.
Remove all lack.
Bring in change
To increase your range.

Dynamite!
Big, bold, bright!
Playing big,
Don’t ya dig?

 

© Hilary Clark ~ 12/19/19

My poems are inspired by my art.  See the piece that inspired this poem here.

(Feeling) Perplexed

Life
is a series of
Zen
koans, questions and
moral
quandaries to promote
reflection
yet we are left feeling
perplexed.
Like trying to play
Sudoku
and finding numbers
baffling.
Or pondering life after
death,
knowing there’s no
answer
to be known in the
now.
Feeling perplexed feels like the
world
is a puzzle, one where we must get
curious
about the solution, then accepting
I
may never find it, and
living
a rich, deep, trusting
life
….anyway.

 

© Hilary Clark ~ 10/29/19

My poems are inspired by my art.  See the piece that inspired this poem here.