Lin Lane Poet Elegy

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Half Past Midnight's Darkest Hour

"If I could have put you in my heart, 
if but I could have wrapped you in myself,
how glad I should have been.
And now the chart 
of memory unroils again to me.
The course of our journey here,
here where we part."         D.H. Lawrence


Sunset descended behind the willow trees
Into the sea, it seemed to sink and drown
Alone and grieving, hair tousling in the breeze
for one there is no comfort to be found 
as he sits staring at the gathering clouds
Lost in memories, overwhelmed with despair
Tears rain from weary reddened eyes
He's an abstract painting of desolation 
brush strokes in shades of somber blue
No sunlight appears to brighten today's skies
Only darkness that comes from sad au Revoirs

No words of bereavement can he speak to express
the doleful depth of wistful loneliness 
nor the solemn fathoms of elegiac emptiness
Melancholy looms half past midnight's darkest hour
There's a bitterness he swallows, acerbically sour
"This too shall come to pass," I remember to say ~
"In these days of forlorn sorrow 
the world must seem hauntingly grim
each time you close your eyes and think of him"

I feel his angst from such an emotional loss 
Against it his mind must be raging
Death has no compassion for the young of age
the kind ones who never hurt anyone
the bright ones whose light should never fade away
Weeping for Hazza, he lamentably grieves
watching storm tossed waves roll over angry seas
I hope there's truth in believing broken hearts mend
for the one who's been wounded and bleeding
as another sunset descends behind the willow trees

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Regina Mcintosh July 9, 2024 at 3:26 PM Just love this so... beautiful and moving, like soft music in the willows, unspoken and powerful - God bless you. Love, Gina

Duke Beaufort June 21, 2024 at 12:46 PM Lin, you have certainly captured the feeling of grief with elegance and truth. Painful it is when the heart is broken by a permanent separation. Lin Lane June 21, 2024 at 3:20 PM Hi Duke, and thanks for seeing exactly what my words were meant to express. It's terribly painful to struggle with that kind of heartbreak.

Jan Allison June 17, 2024 at 5:35 AM dropping back to read this gem again Lin:-) hugs jan xx Lin Lane June 17, 2024 at 6:56 AM Thanks, Jan. I'm struggling to keep up in PS after being away and dealing with fever and a head cold. Do I sound whiney? lol Sorry.

David Kavanagh June 17, 2024 at 5:31 AM You paint a desolate yet iconic picture of raw grief Lin, capturing its brutal essence, loss can be impossible to deal with, and even play tricks on the mind, Death has no compassion, but you certainly show so much understanding of how it effects the afflicted, a masterclass of poetic prowess, cheers David Lin Lane June 17, 2024 at 6:55 AM David, people deal with grief in many different ways. Although my friend is far away, I know the suffering he is going through to have lost a close friendship after years. Thank you for understanding what I was trying to convey in my lines.

Paul Willason June 17, 2024 at 4:26 AM Truly a masterful write, but even more, a display of deep understanding and compassion, feelings elevated to an exquisite pitch with firm control and dignity. An emotional read carrying much power my dear Lin. Lin Lane June 17, 2024 at 6:48 AM Paul, your remarks are as insightful as you claim my verses to be. I always enjoy reading your thoughts since they align with my own. Thanks so very much.

Etienne Lariviere June 16, 2024 at 2:52 PM A friend emailed me about Darren, and this poem is a gem. Lin Lane June 17, 2024 at 6:44 AM Merci, Etienne.

John Lawless June 16, 2024 at 5:11 AM There are such moments and you have captured their essence in this biting write. The first two lines a warning whisper to come hither. Masterfully done Lin. Lin Lane June 16, 2024 at 5:15 AM Morning, John. Insightful poet that you are, you picked up the foreshadowing immediately. Thank you for the read and kind comments.

Jan Allison June 16, 2024 at 3:38 AM Oh Lin I have a huge lump in my throat reading this melancholy masterpiece - a massive fave for so many reasons! hugs jan xx Lin Lane June 16, 2024 at 5:13 AM Thank you, Jan. I had to stop a couple of times while writing this one, not because of tears but because I wanted to choose just the right words that might lessen the heartache, even a titch.

Deb M June 16, 2024 at 2:22 AM Oh my lovely Lin this poem filled my being with such sadness…l felt the loss and grief like it was my own! So beautifully written from a kind loving heart! You are an incredible poet my friend….you have a gift of making the reader truly “feel”! POTD or POTW for me for sure!!! Debx Lin Lane June 16, 2024 at 5:10 AM Hi Deb. Sadness proclaimed in these lines because of a death, and for those who loved and miss him. I doubt I'll ever get potd or potw again, Deb. It's not something I consider an honor, based on some that have been chosen.

Aurore Severo June 15, 2024 at 11:43 PM Your poetry melts into my soul, even in sadness I see the beauty, xoxo peace and love. Lin Lane June 16, 2024 at 5:06 AM That's quite a compliment, Aurore. Thank you and it's great to see you.

Daniel Henry Rodgers June 15, 2024 at 5:03 PM Dear Lin, such melancholy as you capture the ache of loss and the weight of memories. I feel the emotions. I really like the colors—like brush strokes in shades of somber blue—evokes such beauty. - Blessings, My Friend, Daniel Lin Lane June 16, 2024 at 5:05 AM Thank you, Daniel. This was a personal write for a friend who'd lost someone very special in his life. A appreciate your thoughts.

Tania Kitchin June 15, 2024 at 12:13 PM Lin, a great poem about sorrow from grief and loss. Your words capture the raw emotions. A fav. - hugs Lin Lane June 15, 2024 at 2:30 PM Thank you, Tania! I'm well pleased that you found it to have just the right amount of compassion I'd hoped readers would see.

Beryl Edmonds June 15, 2024 at 9:41 AM Lin, this is so sad and moving it brought tears to my eyes. I felt the sorrow through the words you wrote so compassionately. Magnificent Elegy poetry… Beryl Lin Lane June 15, 2024 at 11:00 AM Hi Beryl and thank you, sweet friend for your kind thoughts on this sullen write.

Mike Gentile June 15, 2024 at 5:47 AM Lin, this is so devastatingly haunting and filled of somber imagery which heightens the experience of the reader! Though I was very sad while reading and contemplating this wonderful piece, I also felt and recognized its beauty - the human emotion- which you captured so exceedingly well here! Excellent! Happy Saturday xxoo Lin Lane June 15, 2024 at 6:30 AM Good morning and thank you, Mike. I wrote it in reflection for a friend after feeling the pangs of loss on the death of his friend. You've described the exact sentiments I was hoping to relate at such an emotional time, so I thank you for your insightful comments. Hugs and Happy Father's Day weekend to you!