jarcher54

A Fragment

She lay the rose upon the leaf

   As gently as a humblebee

And closed the book upon her grief

  And shelved it for eternity

Comments15

  • Fay Slimm.

    A tender scene set to stay with the reader long after the four lines end. Thanks for sharing this fragment my poet-friend.

  • Neville


    words well spent.... truly excellent ...

    and welcome proper my friend

    ... Neville

  • AwHec8

    Beautiful Poem that does say so much with a few words. Don

  • MendedFences27

    Symbols abound in this beautiful scene of conquering grief: Roses. leaf, humblebee (brilliant), book, shelved, eternity. Could be any form of grief and the reader then chooses their own and is drawn in. Just a lovely bit of poetry. - Phil A.

    • jarcher54

      You are spot on... this is inspired by a specific dear friend dealing with grief related to her lost love, lost health, lost (estranged) family, and the tragic loss of a daughter... but for me it applies to every sort of grief... that old friend may pass away any moment and I am about to deal with my own growing grief. Pondering her rapid decline last night led me to post this in its unfinished state, more or less in her honor. Of course the grief will never be forgotten, but it may morph into something else less destructive, more comforting... one hopes.

    • ANGELA & BRIAN

      ANGELA here (Brian is my Husband of 6 months !) Welcome to MPS it is a proactive site! Thanks for your first poem which has already had some good reviews! I love the MANTRA. We all suffer bereavement in most years - Your Poem suggests we should respect the departed & draw the line otherwise we would drown in unrequited grief! Thanks for sharing. Please check our site - Thanks A & B.

      Blessings - Love - Joy & Peace
      Angela & Brian 💛💛💛

      • jarcher54

        I thought I'd better contribute more than a comment before you guys ban me! (-:

      • dusk arising

        There may be pain, regret, sadness and grief with and ending but, as you poem suggests, that is not the way to carry on in life.

        Both sad and uplifting. Sophisticated.

      • Goldfinch60

        So much said in few words, that grief will not longer be with her.

        Welcome to MPS.

      • 🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷😸

        Wow said in awesome creatively crafted metaphor. Great in brevity. You ought to write more with such talent. Kudos!

        Plz pleez do read and comment my newest poem too.

      • Living Dead Girl

        Beautifully stated

      • Gary Edward Geraci

        Gerard Manley Hopkins was notorious for leaving fragments...I’ve got multitudes of them lying around in little green “Memoranda” printed by the Federal Supply Service. Now get on out there and start putting together your fragments into a genuine catalogue of work my friend! Speaking like a Texan to a fellow Texan, just two government servants conversing, sorry for my brashness.

        • jarcher54

          Loud and clear and perfectly welcome!

        • Quemis

          Perfect.

        • Neville


          I have visited each of your two current posted poems here before and on several previous occasions

          .. I thought this time, I would leave my mark ....... again .. excellent in my opinion ...

          • jarcher54

            Thanks... I am still working and as an agency head, managing through Covid keeps me busy 23.5/7, but in the few moments I have to visit I enjoy poking my nose in amongst this cozy interesting little community. I'll try to contribute a little more often!

            • Neville



              No worries .. no pressure ... I understand entirely :)

            • FineB

              A beautiful poignant poem Jarcher54

              Keep writing ✍ and safe during these challenging times.
              FineB

            • Joe Dawson

              A poem not given to wordiness, but is plentiful in what may linger thereafter in the readers mind. Touching in the extreme. Joe

            • Dasim

              What a beautiful, moving image!
              Thank you.



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