Cona Adams Poet Free verse

Visiting Mother's Grave

The words of a poem,
like the notes of a song,
often fall flat, or off key.

Today, words 
reached toward clouds, 
floated on soft winds 
with haunting notes.

The sad of honest pain
tore my heart,
sang of death, 
beneath earth’s hard crust.

Yet, I saw her eyes 
crinkle with laughter,
then felt her hand rest 
on my arm.

The time is near.
She’ll be waiting,
with arms spread wide,
to welcome me home.

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Debbie Guzzi March 30, 2016 at 5:53 PM A pleasure to read your verse this evening. Light & Love Cona Adams April 3, 2016 at 6:46 AM Thank you, Debbie. Happy to have your visit. April has arrived, and Spring is in full swing. All the best to you.

Poet Destroyer A March 10, 2016 at 12:27 AM a heartfelt poem... nice to read. LINDA Cona Adams March 10, 2016 at 7:20 AM Thanks, Linda, for the visit to read. One of the nicest things about PoetrySoup is the ability to connect with other poets. Blessings.

Elaine George February 28, 2016 at 5:07 PM So heart-felt, dear Cona. Elaine Cona Adams March 10, 2016 at 7:18 AM Thanks, Elaine for the visit. Always happy to hear from you. Blessings.

Connie Marcum Wong February 22, 2016 at 3:58 PM Cona, this poem is wrapprd with love and so moving. It provokes thoughts of their own reuniting in the readers mind. Beautiful! #7 Blessings, Connie Cona Adams February 22, 2016 at 5:35 PM So grateful to you, Connie, for the visit, and for taking the time to read. You are more than generous. All the best to you!

Daver Austin February 22, 2016 at 11:24 AM Some might call the experience paranormal. but the blessing is universal and stems from love. I love this poem. And thanks for reading my stuff. daver Cona Adams February 22, 2016 at 11:47 AM Thank you, Daver, for your generous comment, and thanks for reading. A visit is always welcome. Blessings.

Agona Apell February 7, 2016 at 1:08 AM "The words of a poem, like the notes of a song, often fall flat, or off key." Very true, especially at those moments when we try to capture our loss in words on the passing of a loved one. "Yet, I saw her eyes crinkle with laughter, then felt her hand rest on my arm." Death would not be so painful if this vision you express could float across the chasm that separates us from the departed. Touching poem! Cona Adams February 7, 2016 at 1:55 PM Thank you, Agona Apell, for the visit to read. Always appreciated. I have written many poems about Mother. She was an exceptional person, and as long as I am alive, she lives on in memory. Our treasured memories are the balm which soothes our grief. Blessings.

Bl Devnath February 1, 2016 at 2:27 PM Heartfelt poem my lovely friend. Mother is mother, so lovely always, my lovely friend,bl Cona Adams February 1, 2016 at 4:16 PM Thanks for the visit to read, BL. All the best to you.

Probir Gupta February 1, 2016 at 9:16 AM Beautiful words in a melancholy vein... Cona Adams February 1, 2016 at 10:50 AM Thank you, Probir, for the visit, and the generous comment. Blessings to you.

Robert Nehls January 31, 2016 at 7:56 AM Hi Cona. A very heartfelt poem that truly touched my heart. My mother passed on a few years ago and I still think of her daily. Thanks so much for sharing..... Robert. Cona Adams February 1, 2016 at 9:10 AM Thanks to you, Robert, for the visit to read. And for taking the time to leave a comment. Blessings.

Kim Difford January 28, 2016 at 4:06 PM Cona - Thank you!, for sharing......hang on!!!!, to that hope!!! in dark and hard times. 'Eyes crinkle with laughter and felt her hand rest - inspired!, with that truth!!, very!!, special, and very! special given....God sent......yes indeed!!!!!, she will!!!!!, be waiting for you to welcome you home. Kim x Cona Adams January 28, 2016 at 4:50 PM Thank you, Kim. Enjoyed your enthusiastic response. Blessings to you. Kim Difford January 28, 2016 at 4:08 PM God will!!!!, underpin you Cona,under everything. Kim x

Jan Allison January 28, 2016 at 4:04 PM I'm sure she'll be looking down waiting for the day you join her Cona - your uplifting words brought a huge lump to my throat:-) hugs jan xx Cona Adams January 28, 2016 at 4:51 PM Thank you, Jan. Your visits are always welcome. All the best.