Poem: So It Is – To Call It Love – Don’t Bury Me

The aching heart is broken once

And what is broken, breaks no further

So it is

So it was

 

A knot untied

Is a problem solved

And what is solved, is said and done

So it is

So it was

 

A noose without

A body to hang

Is a tool unused, a crying shame

So it is

So it was

 

When a light’s filament

Has burnt itself out

It’s a light

To be replaced.

 

This broken heart has again been broken;

This problem is solved, but remains unspoken

This noose is full; yet so empty

Someone will kindle this filament’s flame

But I don’t want

To be the same.

To call it love is to ask for trouble

To call it unfair is to curse the rubble

Under a building set to fall

Down on you;

On us all

 

To find the truth

Is to find a needle

Amongst the hay

Made from pins

 

To find a heart

Fit for me

Is to find a man

Free from sins

 

I ask for trouble

And hex the ground

On which I stand

Under the shroud

Of falling ‘crete

Like solid rain

To make me one

With earth again.

 

Light the flame

The vigil’s wick

My funeral crowd

Will not be thick.

Don’t bury me

In coldest ground-

Let me sit above

Lay me down with guilty looks

Upon the leaves, down by the brook

That weaves through trees

That sway so sweet

To the wind’s

Hidden beat

 

Cover me not

With soil’s touch

And do not fuss

Overmuch

I’d rather sit

By  river’s side

And give the worms

A place to hide.

 

I’d rather be

One-

And then many

Lying

With the earth

And poor

As a penny.

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©2012 Sam Oliver (Eris)

 

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Tired and lonely at 1:00 AM and I start getting poetic.

Do  enjoy them anyway (They can be read apart or as one. It’s a hybrid poem). Poetry is poetry, no matter the trigger.

<3s,

Eris

PS: I’ll be okay, I think. Just need a little time, is all.

2 thoughts on “Poem: So It Is – To Call It Love – Don’t Bury Me

  1. Wow…..this is filled with all sorts of emotion….I see you at first delving into the pain and bitterness with a ‘snarky’ approach, and by the time you ended it was rather thoughtful in it’s repose…..I had to giggle at the lines,
    ‘A noose without
    A body to hang
    Is a tool unused, a crying shame’……
    And at the end, I especially love,
    ‘Don’t bury me
    In coldest ground-
    Let me sit above
    Lay me down with guilty looks
    Upon the leaves, down by the brook
    That weaves through trees
    That sway so sweet
    To the wind’s
    Hidden beat.’
    I thought you did a great job with it, but I do hope you will get the healing you need soon…..you sure you OK? Keep your chin up and As I said before, you are free to use my email and my ear, I dont mind……
    Much love to you….
    Celeste
    xoxo

    • Thanks so much for reading my poems, Celeste. It means a lot to me that you stop by to read ’em over. Yeah, writing this started out pretty bitter, but I put a lot of my feeling into it, so it was also a bit of a release by the end. I’m tickled that you liked those stanzas. I almost smiled when I wrote the one about the noose.

      I think I just needed to get it out, that’s all. I’m healing, yes. Talking to the people who are most important to me helps a lot, and writing and reading definitely helps. But time is the only thing that is ultimately going to heal me, I think. I could probably talk to a therapist or something?? And thanks for the offer~ I tend to be a little quiet. Notoriously terrible about email, unfortunately!

      But you are on my ‘will-get-to-know-things’ list, so if I have a hurt that I don’t want to share with other people, you’ll hear about it.

      I’m glad this poem hybrid got out. It certainly wasn’t doing anything to lift my spirits when it was burning in my mind like that!

      <3<3<3,
      Eris

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