My eyes ache with unshed tears
And I am oh so tired
The lassitude of grief has taken over
I travel in a cocoon
All is muted
All is numb.
Neither hot nor cold.
The chimes from the clock are from another world
Out of time with mine.
And why do I mourn?
For a dog. For a dog.
But it is more than that.
It is for all the other griefs
For all I have not been able to mourn
It is for the guilt
For the things done wrong
For the things done not well.
Things only he bore witness to
For the links to the past, which will never be again.
For the betrayal of trust,
Promises not kept
I sigh, such a deep heartfelt sigh
Give my self up to the inevitable
And cry.
For a dog. For a dog.
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11 comments:
Thinking of you Tattie.
Sorry to hear of your loss Tattie. Thinking of you xx
'Which only he bore witness to', how very true Tattie but he bore witness to all the good things too, take care. x
Oh Tattie - do not be embarrassed. He was not 'just a dog' but a part of the family.
Thinking of you.
x
Very moving, Tattie.
Oh no i've only just found this .
You've lost one of your mates horrible horrible xx and the poem made my throat hurt xxo
Brought back memories of my own loss January 2007 ‘Clara’, Lurcher aged 16.
They are so not JUST a dog but a truly huge part of the family. Go as gently on yourself as you can.
CKx
Thank you all so much
Oh Tattie, just found this. True, all true. Thinking of you.
Oh I am sad for you. I have read the more recent post and know that you are OK. But what a sad thing.
Have no idea who, what, why you are ,but send love and sympathy anyway. Poor poor you.XXX
Wow ... your poem is beautiful and really captures the whole experience of losing a beloved animal. Thanks.
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