Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Death Is Nothing But Feelings

So we are going along nicely in life.
No big bumps or dents, no accidents or 
hospitalizations
BAM!

A death.

All the swears and frustrations come out.
The WHY him? Why her? Why me? Why us?
What if he would have taken a different route?
What if she had not gotten that surgery?
What could we have done differently that might have saved her?

Sorry, folks.
Death is not up to us,
and neither is un-death.

That is what is shocking.
No warning.
No re-do.

Nothing but feelings.

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M. L. Kiser December 14, 2018 at 6:06 AM Oh so true. It's such things that help to build our character and inner strength. We visit the depressing and disparaging dark side in order to see the light on the other side.

Kim Rodrigues December 12, 2018 at 10:35 AM You have aptly spoken the TRUTH! No go backsies. So we must walk forward doing our best. Blessings to you and really sorry if this is something you recently experienced. We just never know, do we! Caren Krutsinger December 12, 2018 at 12:53 PM It is something quite a few of my friends have experienced. Not believing in death at all, helps me quite a bit. Only the body, and I feel pretty confined in mine right now.

Arturo Michael December 12, 2018 at 7:55 AM Certainly our feelings...not the dead...we may or may never know what the dying felt during and afterwards... at the end we really don't have much but feelings to remember... Caren Krutsinger December 12, 2018 at 12:54 PM It is weird how the feelings survive, and I assume go along with your soul.