Comments : Past the rainbow

  • 14 years ago

    by Faithless

    Ingrid, ohh I how I miss your poems, it's been awhile since you wrote a poetry and now you gave us this lovely piece.

    Indeed when I read this I can feel the sorrow of losing someone special. I believed that you hold a special bond with this particular person despite the age differences. Though this poem is about a departure of someone, you have written it in a very peaceful way.

    we will meet
    when the harvest season comes.
    ^^^
    I love the way you weave metaphor of the harvest season to end this poem.

    Well done my friend:)

  • 14 years ago

    by Sylvia

    What a nice tribute to this person.

  • 14 years ago

    by anand singh

    Though sad and painful, your words i'm sure will bring comfort to the family, knowing that she was so loved, as to inspire a beutiful dedication such as this.
    My heart and condolence goes out to you and yours.Take care my friend.
    Paul...

  • 14 years ago

    by Allanah Asphyxia

    Amazing Work. Just Amazing

  • 14 years ago

    by mandy

    So beautiful, so sad. It made me tear a little bit. The title is perfect, I REALLY love it, genius! Nothing really else to add, except that I'm glad you wrote another one, I always enjoy reading you work. It always inspires me to keep writing, in hopes that one day I will write just as well as you do. Thank you,

    mandy :)

  • 14 years ago

    by Cotton Candy Clouds

    Awww...this was a very beautiful poem! i felt the pain of your loss but nothing close to what you most have felt. This is a very sweet dedication. You have an amazing way with words : )

    Love,
    tabi

    5/5 for sure!

  • 14 years ago

    by Lonely Rider

    A lovely dedication to your mother in law...
    //You can rest now and be with the angels,
    once known as husband and child.
    We all toasted on you, and how you
    were strong for nine decades long.//
    ^^ beautiful lines... shows so much love between your family ... :)

  • 14 years ago

    by John Long

    A very heartfelt and tender elegy. Well written again.

  • 14 years ago

    by Sunshine

    Heart touching Ingrid ..heart Touching...and written lovingly in sucha a gr8 way.. well done
    amazing

    5/5

  • 14 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Dear Ingrid

    This poem is not a sad one, on the contrary - it is a celebration of a life, long and lived to the full.

    Past the rainbow
    ^
    I see this as a message, a guide if you like. Travel past the rainbow for you have had the pot of gold already and what lies before you only angels know.

    Do you ride the clouds tonight, dear girl,
    ^
    Yes, I see this lovely lady have fun amongst the clouds. She'll look down and laugh loudly and playfully. Her freedom has come.

    no longer hindered by your body?
    ^
    Arthritus and weakened muscles comes to us all. She'll truely be free without the frame and most of all without the pain.

    How silent you lay there,

    asleep it seemed, at peace with death.
    ^
    Her body sleeps while her spirit flies.

    We all came to greet you one last time,

    but something tells me, you saw it all.

    Letting go was the hard part, I know,

    but we will be alright.
    ^
    This is so true. Leaving loved ones, saying goodbye is never easy. Leaving the pain of a crippled body however would have been a blessing I am sure.

    You can rest now and be with the angels,

    once known as husband and child.
    ^
    This is both sad and happy - bitter-sweet if you like? This wonderful lady has out-lived her child and husband and yet was lucky enough to have loved ones around her when she passed on. She won't be lonely in heaven, not with her re-unighted family.

    We all toasted on you, and how you

    were strong for nine decades long.

    Sleep well, dear Catharina...we will meet

    when the harvest season comes.
    ^
    A wonderful tribute and so lovingly written.

    ((Hugs))

    Michael x

  • 14 years ago

    by Ingrid

    Thanks to all people who commented on this poem.

    My mother in law was a very special person, very cheerful and this is how she died: in a white coffin,surrounded by a huge amounts of bouquets, followed by white cadillacs and in the evening we had a huge dinner to celebrate her return to heaven. She was loved beyond comparison.

    Thank you all!

    Ingrid

  • 14 years ago

    by The Prince

    A heartfelt piece, Ingrid. Despite the title, which felt a bit...abstract and unneeded, these poems were always your forte.

    'Do you ride the clouds tonight, dear girl,
    no longer hindered by your body?'

    Interesting opening; the adjective 'hindered' being particularly ambiguous here, as if her body was bringing her down in her physical life -- that her spirit is free and amongst the clouds. It is a cliche, but these kind of poems to me seem more like a release than a strong communication of emotion to other readers. Relatable, however.

    'How silent you lay there,
    asleep it seemed, at peace with death.
    We all came to greet you one last time,
    but something tells me, you saw it all.
    Letting go was the hard part, I know,
    but we will be alright.'

    Not sure about 'we will be alright' since we simply distances the persona from the subject in this case, which is not a strength in a piece like this. If I am to read a poem about somebody who has 'lost' somebody to death, it's nice to see a connection, precise memories rather than a description of her funeral service.

    '
    You can rest now and be with the angels,
    once known as husband and child.'

    Would use a different word than 'rest', it doesn't have much strength...

    'We all toasted on you, and how you
    were strong for nine decades long.
    Sleep well, dear Catharina...we will meet
    when the harvest season comes.'

    Toasted ON you? Sounded a bit off to me. As a reader, I'd like a little bit more about what happened during these 9 decades, precise memories of her as a person which would balance out the abstract post-death imagery with stone imagery.

    Not trying to pick your memorial poem apart here, Ingrid. Simply stating that you can write a poem like this as a release and also include direct passages, and precise, sensory emotions so the reader can really get to know this woman too. Which I'm sure we would.

    Good to be back.

  • 14 years ago

    by Sungrl And Mrs Whatsit

    Touching and universally personal..

    ...when we go, we're not gone..

    "...how you were strong
    for nine decades long.."
    I do love internal rhymes....'-)

    Thank you for your thoughtful comments
    re 'mid-September'...
    I did ponder the comma issue while polishing, and decided then that way less was actually better, due to just how Many there
    would/could have been!...

  • 14 years ago

    by Sungrl And Mrs Whatsit

    Ps...
    Past The Rainbow?
    Perfect!...
    and literally, Perfectly True...
    in my opinion...

  • 14 years ago

    by Lu

    Ingrid your words so sad yet so beautiful.

    Do you ride the clouds tonight, dear girl,
    ^^^
    This opening instantly reminded me of my Grandma for some reason.
    I guess because so often I look up to the clouds and wonder if she is up there in heaven playing cards ... cards was her favorite thing to do.
    Right before bed each night she would play cards with either my parents and me or sometimes by herself.
    Then she would have her little glass of beer. shot of rye and then head to bed ... lol
    She past away a few years ago at the age of 90.

    I am sorry for your loss hun, it certainly sounds like you loved each other dearly.

    And thank you for the walk down memory lane that this piece inspired.
    I miss my Grandma dearly and this piece made me feel close to her again.

    Beautifully penned, touching read ~hugs~

  • 14 years ago

    by mohamad aref numan

    Sad but owsome

  • 13 years ago

    by yogi73

    Wow!! what a beautiful poem. such beautiful prose. sad and deeply touching, but with a nice hint of hope at the end. brilliant.

  • 12 years ago

    by Amreen

    Brilliant one ingrid... this peace have some serenity in it... some kind of simplicity... I know that this is about someone who was your family and depicts about her troubles in life and that death seems much of a peaceful abode, reuniting her with her lost family up in the stars... I just loved the touch of nature here making this an extraordinary piece...(:

  • 9 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    What a beautiful poem Ingrid, and a perfect dedication for anyone. I'm pleased I came across this one.
    I hope you are well,
    Ben

  • 9 years ago

    by PETER EDWARDS

    A beautiful dedication here Ingrid, in beautiful words.
    A perfect tribute to a loved human being.
    Simply wonderful and very sad at the same time.

    'Do you ride the clouds tonight, dear girl,
    no longer hindered by your body?
    How silent you lay there,
    asleep it seemed, at peace with death.'

    A great combination of words here and throughout. Good work.