Say Something

by Ben Pickard   Apr 19, 2021


Where are you now, my little one,
And are you resting comfortably?
I understand that done is done,
But please erase this misery.
Why won't you speak a single word
Or send a sign of something more?
With you, my hope has been interred
And now I fight a fruitless war.
What does it mean to live a life
Of dignity and blinding light?
What point in holding out a knife
Then stabbing at an endless night?
In all my days, before this loss,
I dreamt my dreams in warming hues,
But now I count the dreadful cost
Of all that's been and losing you.

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Ben Pickard 2021

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  • 3 years ago

    by Guilty By Design

    Simple beautifully written

    • 3 years ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thank you.

  • 3 years ago

    by Em

    Sending hugs x

  • 3 years ago

    by Oceanloveisland

    You have an excellent way with words. Each poem a painting, and I reflect on it and wonder about the deep emotions felt in your personal experience. Thank you for sharing.

    • 3 years ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thank you so much for both of your comments.

  • 3 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Hello Ben,

    if only we could communicate with those now not in our world. I often find myself talking to my late sister and sometimes ache for her response. In the early days and sometimes now, I would emotionally beat myself with regrets. Why didn't i... what if i had... and so on! What we do, is all we can and that is to live a life and wear the pain as another layer atop the others. It is a wonder why we always feel so cold!?

    Take care my friend.

    • 3 years ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Sage advice, Michael.

  • 3 years ago

    by Brenda

    Beautifully sad Ben....loss is such a funny thing, not in the ha-ha sense, but in how it can twist us to unrecognizable beings. How it can tear our hearts out to the point of never recovering. I felt your loss with this piece. Hugs-

    • 3 years ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thanks so much for your comment, Brenda

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