Kim Rodrigues Poet Elegiac Lyric

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My first try at writing an Elegiac Lyric which encompasses GRIEF, PRAISE AND COMFORT. My mom died almost 4 years ago. As anyone knows, when you first grieve, your heart is so heavy that you cannot put words together, though we do try. 

Mama Dearest

The flutes afloat, am I dreaming, it seems not right.
      Bluebirds - I cannot see their melody in flight.
From the grand-girls, I love the sunflowers - a ray.
     The flowers crisp; I let them die; no other way.

     Scent of roses, a-breeze; her funeral last week.
The woeful nose; brief breaths; stretched arms of Christ, I seek.
     In dream, soft hand; darkness would not let me see her.
Another sleep, she keeps her distance far; a blur.

Open spacious, the gate of pearls, so I might tweet.
     There, distant wings that fly, and cover face and feet.
Open my eyes, so I might see eternity,
     The blinding light of kin - I’ll serve you fervently.

     And still closer, draw me, that I might feel the love.
All suffering, disrobed, a wardrobe white, thereof.
     I praise thee, Lord. Through fog, I still admire your crown.
Seeing’s not believing; I’ve faith; in truth, I drown.

These saints of mine, and yours, consolation in grief.
     Christ in it all; he pardons sins;  time’s not a thief.
He wept, was scourged, and died; told Satan…get behind.
     In suffering and resurrection, we…are twined.

     Mama dearest, still can’t believe you’re gone; you’re not!
Within his arms, he holds you free; lovingly taut.
     The God of all comfort; within me stirs his voice.
The sky is blue. The clouds puffy with tears, and joy.

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Jennifer Proxenos March 23, 2025 at 12:34 PM The sadness and grief we feel when a loved one passes seems unbearble and it is only through faith that we manage to cope, understand and trust these feelings of absolute hopelessness. You have written a gem about the sad passing, the grief and where you are at today and knowing that 'Within his arms, He holds you free, lovingly taut, The God of all comfort; within me stirs his voice'. A very touching write MY DEAR FRIEND Blessings, Jennifer.

Ann Peck March 23, 2025 at 10:53 AM It is so sad when a loved one dies. You write so beautifully about grief, Kim. It's such an unnatural thing to find beautiful, but you make it so. Kim Rodrigues March 23, 2025 at 11:24 AM Thank you, Ann!

Regina Mcintosh March 22, 2025 at 10:35 PM Beautifully done. With a breath of heartfelt sympathy, Your friend always, God bless you always too... love, Gina Kim Rodrigues March 23, 2025 at 11:25 AM Love you, Gina! God bless you!

Gershon Wolf March 22, 2025 at 8:00 PM So hard to believe that mama is really gone. I felt the same way when my mama left this earthly existence. :) Gershon Kim Rodrigues March 22, 2025 at 8:30 PM Hugs ~

Paige Hind March 22, 2025 at 12:29 PM A breathtaking piece that I read more than once - really Kim, amazing work - the end "The clouds puffy with tears, and joy" love that Kim Rodrigues March 22, 2025 at 12:55 PM Thank you, Paige! We do come through the fog (it is real) Hugs :) Kim Rodrigues March 22, 2025 at 12:51 PM Thank you, Paige! We do come through the fog (it is real) Hugs :)

CayCay Godwin March 22, 2025 at 12:23 PM The strength of your faith is apparent in this emotional piece; steadfast in belief, you bore grief, in Jesus' arms, you sought comfort, with eyes to God you stayed receptive to any potential lessons/growth. Just beautiful. Odd thing though, when my Dad died, no, I couldn't verbally put words together, but my muse could/did the morn after he died - words flew to paper as my sad eyes watched. It's here, 'My Father, My Dad.' I still have Mom, maybe you still have an earth father? Perfect Pen Kim Rodrigues March 22, 2025 at 12:50 PM My Dad is thankfully here. I appreciate your kind words. God bless you CayCay!

Joseph P. DiMino March 22, 2025 at 12:14 PM "Mama dearest, still can’t believe you’re gone; you’re not! Within his arms, he holds you free; lovingly taut. The God of all comfort; within me stirs his voice. The sky is blue. The clouds puffy with tears, and joy." -- Lovely, appealing divinely beautiful poetry throughout. Metaphors that linger, skip brightly through the reader's mind, like another pair of legs with their own admiring heart. Yes, we miss our loved ones. As for blessed reunion in heaven...I would be surprised, but greatly open to it. Blessings my friend. Kim Rodrigues March 22, 2025 at 12:47 PM Thank you, my dear friend! Hugs