Six Word Friday: For the Record

For the record I am mad.

Because the world does not pause.

Flowers bloom, the sun still rises.

Homework is assigned, laundry and dishes

are still accumulating and need washed.

10 days have gone by now.

my teacher said the word impermanence.

she said the world IS change.

maybe tomorrow that will help me.

today I am mad about this.

my mom died just last week.

groceries, toilet paper, chores and bills…

these are of no concern today.

and yet. Flowers bloom, Sunrises happen.

Glorious sunsets fill up the sky.

we are but grains of sand

would the ocean stop its waves?

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14 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Elle
    Oct 01, 2010 @ 08:58:24

    I am so sorry. I’m still grieving for my grandfather and it was frustrating that people were going about their lives while mine was crumbling.

    Reply

  2. iseeyoulookingatme
    Oct 01, 2010 @ 14:59:43

    I’m sorry for your loss, if only the waves would stop!

    Reply

  3. Melissa
    Oct 01, 2010 @ 16:07:05

    I’m so sorry. Stop, waves! Please.
    Sometimes it’s hard to keep afloat.

    Reply

  4. Belinda Munoz + The Halfway Point
    Oct 01, 2010 @ 16:31:50

    My heart goes out to you.
    I lost my father long ago.
    Thought the world would stop spinning.
    But it didn’t. Life went on…

    Reply

  5. cj Schlottman
    Oct 01, 2010 @ 18:49:17

    My dear one, stay as mad as you need to for as long as you need to. Grief is complicated and it is work, a real job like someone is paying you to do it. My heart goes out to you, having lost my husband last year and still struggling. I send you all good energy and prayers for finding your way on the road you are about to follow.

    Blessings……….cj

    Reply

  6. Kelly
    Oct 01, 2010 @ 19:27:43

    Oh, honey. I’m so sorry.

    Reply

  7. Bek
    Oct 02, 2010 @ 05:28:47

    Someone told me once, of grief…
    Like being inside a glass prism
    And everyone outside just keeps on
    living, doing things normally, making noise
    Noise which interferes with your grief.
    And you’re stuck inside the prism
    As, outside, normal life goes on.

    Reply

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