Hello, Toads and Toad followers. This time, FBF is about loss. We've all lost things and people that were important to us. I want you to write it here. It could be the loss of love, health, security, peace of mind, or one's sense of place in the world. Any loss you can think of is fair game, but I do ask you to be serious. I'm looking for the kind of loss that breaks your heart, so no jokey light-hearted poems about lost keys, please.
Any time we care for someone or count on something, we expose ourselves to the risk of loss. It's a universal experience. So, stain the page with tears and tell me about losing someone or something dear.
One last thing...please write a NEW poem written specifically for this challenge. Any form is fine except haiku, and free verse is cool, too. I look forward to visiting you all and seeing what you've created!
'Lost in the Vastness': metaphorical against the cliches; reach for the stars, the grass is greener, bigger is better, rich is in gold, 'we could have had it all'...
Marian - you nailed it with your poem. It reminds me of the saying: Be kind. Everyone is fighting a great battle (or words to that effect) - we should never assume to know what someone else is going through at any given time.
so not how I thought I would spend my afternoon away from work, but I am grateful for the internal reflection this prompt conjured forth....it did result in a great poem, but got my mind cogs a whirlin.
As I am reading the poems for this challenge, I am amazed at how moving, how honest, and how brave they all are. I'm not at my best at the moment, as the combination of heat, storms (my dog is terrified of thunder) and endless fireworks through half the night have left me sleep deprived. So, please forgive me if my comments aren't quite the comments these poems deserve. I really do appreciate your efforts tremendously.
Busy with kids (seems to be my constant excuse these days) and a swamped weekend. I plan on coming back - might not be until Monday. I will read these today while I wait for kids lessons and my hair to be done. Hope you get a good night's sleep Shay!
Hey Shay, Kerry - a wonderful challenge, though a bit personal for me - I have (whether for good or bad) a day job where I always get a bit nervous people will check up on me! Oh well. I frankly think they are not really so interested. Anyway - all interesting. k.
Late, and not exactly tragic - but I felt this keenly just yesterday... hormones must be kicking in! Thanks, Shay. I'll be around to visit and comment tonight - off to spend the day with all my whole family in ONE place! :)
Where to start...?
ReplyDelete'Lost in the Vastness':
ReplyDeletemetaphorical against the cliches;
reach for the stars, the grass is greener, bigger is better, rich is in gold, 'we could have had it all'...
Haiku H8er!
ReplyDeleteThere is so much loss.
ReplyDeleteLoss and loss and loss and loss.
Where are my damn keys?
Closing in on seventy-two years ~~~ I've had overwhelming losses. I may need some of emotional support, Shay.
ReplyDelete* {cathartic poetry is good for one's soul }
Gosh, I have a long list...so we go dark!
ReplyDelete@ Helen lots of hugs to you!!!
ReplyDeleteThis one came fast n' furious. I wasn't going to go there, but my mind did-so I went with it!
ReplyDeleteHugs to all of you
Couldn't miss this one. Will be around later to read.
ReplyDeleteOuch.
ReplyDeleteAnd thank you.
:)
@juzta mum ~~~
ReplyDeletemany thanks :))
Thanks so much for the theme prompt on loss. Link to Adele's song was great!
ReplyDeleteI promise to be serious, Shay. This kind of loss is not to be trifled with.
ReplyDeleteK
did someone already say ouch?
ReplyDeleteMarian - you nailed it with your poem. It reminds me of the saying: Be kind. Everyone is fighting a great battle (or words to that effect) - we should never assume to know what someone else is going through at any given time.
ReplyDeleteso not how I thought I would spend my afternoon away from work, but I am grateful for the internal reflection this prompt conjured forth....it did result in a great poem, but got my mind cogs a whirlin.
ReplyDelete@ Marian...trying to comment on your poem, but there are no options to comment. So I will say it here, love love love.
ReplyDeleteI'm looking forward to reading everyone's poems!
ReplyDeleteMarian,
ReplyDeleteCan't comment on your site but wanted to say that your poem rocks! Getting older is a bitch. You keep rockin' those short dresses, girl!
This was a tough one.
ReplyDeleteDear Toads--
ReplyDeleteAs I am reading the poems for this challenge, I am amazed at how moving, how honest, and how brave they all are. I'm not at my best at the moment, as the combination of heat, storms (my dog is terrified of thunder) and endless fireworks through half the night have left me sleep deprived. So, please forgive me if my comments aren't quite the comments these poems deserve. I really do appreciate your efforts tremendously.
Busy with kids (seems to be my constant excuse these days) and a swamped weekend. I plan on coming back - might not be until Monday. I will read these today while I wait for kids lessons and my hair to be done. Hope you get a good night's sleep Shay!
ReplyDeleteTo those of you whose poems I haven't gotten to yet, I promise I will before the weekend is out!
ReplyDeleteI wish I did write but I don't... but we are preparing a memorial service for my Mother...which brings me back to loss...Michelle
ReplyDeleteHey Shay, Kerry - a wonderful challenge, though a bit personal for me - I have (whether for good or bad) a day job where I always get a bit nervous people will check up on me! Oh well. I frankly think they are not really so interested. Anyway - all interesting. k.
ReplyDeleteLate, and not exactly tragic - but I felt this keenly just yesterday... hormones must be kicking in! Thanks, Shay. I'll be around to visit and comment tonight - off to spend the day with all my whole family in ONE place! :)
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