Sentinels of Sorrow

Releasing my anguish is not that easy 
standing two hours away from day break 
I feel far removed from sleep; 
The lamp posts on the island are sentinels of sorrow     
and just like me they are afraid to blink ;
I get the feeling that every thought has been thought , 
and even though I fought the good fight,  
I cannot seem to express my deepest sorrow 
not even to God above;   
I'm afraid I missed the stars tonight, and soon 
the sun will rise and I'll be still sitting here , 
by my computer waiting....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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October 8, 2020 at 8:40 AM
It never easy to get rid of sorrow, but this too shall pass my friend...
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October 7, 2020 at 2:17 PM
Deeply moving title!... Now please get some sleep! Sweet dreams, Pixie.
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October 7, 2020 at 11:55 AM
Ah, well, perhaps it is because you have yet to experience your deepest sorrow, so don't rush it! Set your mind on what you can do after the sun rises! Aloha! Rico
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October 7, 2020 at 9:15 AM
One suggestion is that you type random words and maybe something will click. My mind is not clicking much these days. Not with the darn vertigo that I got. ~~
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October 7, 2020 at 11:57 AM
Japanese TV on Saturday released a medical report concluding the problem is your cerebellum has grown weak and needs retraining doing simple eye exercises 3-sets 3-times per day but most seniors grow bored and stop them, so it suggested doing them as you sit on the toilet - which most seniors do more than 3x per day. Aloha! Rico
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October 7, 2020 at 6:18 AM
An indelibly soul-touching poem on meloncholia and its transfixing loads...10/10!
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October 7, 2020 at 5:16 AM
Great melancholy..I cannot seem to express my deepest sorrow ..well said my friend.
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October 7, 2020 at 2:12 AM
- Never give up your sad fight ... let the grief burn out - A deep poem, Pixie - Love the description of "The lamp posts" - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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