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Category Archives: Sorrow
Every little once in a while
Every little once in a while there is a song, a murmur, a hope. Every little once in a while there is life, and singing, and cheer. If what you want is … Continue reading
Posted in art of writing, empathy, family, George Polley, poem, Sorrow, Uncategorized
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Taking Leave
Looking at her first born, she remembered those six long years of wondering if she and her husband would have a child. Perhaps they had tried too hard, as when they stopped trying, her pregnancy stayed, and her son … Continue reading
Posted in aging, family, Mothers, poem, Sorrow, Uncategorized
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Two Poems — “Sound of Sorrow” and “They don’t allow no moustaches in Kalispell, Montana”
Sound of Sorrow There is a sound, and it is heartbreaking. It is the sound of a mother wailing the loss of a child. It doesn’t matter how her child was lost; what matters is that her child is dead. … Continue reading
Posted in Humor, Poetry, Sorrow
Tagged 1970s, facial hair, humor, loss, poetry, sorrow
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Sound of Sorrow, a poem
There is a sound, and it is heartbreaking. It is the sound of a mother wailing the loss of a child. It doesn’t matter how her child was lost; what matters is that her child is dead. Do you hear … Continue reading
Posted in Mothers, Poetry, Sorrow
Tagged George Polley, mothers, poem, poetry, sorrow
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