The Colour of Void

Cassie58

what is this void 

that plagues me so 

an empty ache 

that won’t let go 

 

with age comes loss

too many gone 

i’ve lost the base notes 

from my song 

 

and yet what’s missing 

builds in strength 

in width in depth 

and also length 

 

in truth i guess 

i grieve for me 

that golden leaf fall 

from my tree 

 

  • Author: Cassie58 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 13th, 2024 04:49
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • arqios

    I can only hope that as of this time and day that poetry and wonderful webpoets accompany me at this stage of life then in a way we aren’t ever truly alone. 🙏🏻

    • Cassie58

      A very thoughtful comment you have left in response to this old poem. Really appreciate the visit.

    • sorenbarrett

      Some beautiful lines in this poem, Cassie” i’ve lost the base notes from my song” A beautiful poem on aging setting metaphor

      • Cassie58

        Thank you so much Soren for stopping by. All the best.

      • Caring dove

        ‘ that golden leaf fall from my tree ‘ such a beautiful line

        I think sometimes we lose ourselves and our connection to our true self .. those last lines make me think of that .

        • Cassie58

          A very thoughtful response Caring dove. Many thanks for your time. You are appreciated.

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          A wonderful poem Cassie. The loss of the ones we love increases over time and that is a very hard reality to cope with, along with the other intricacies of aging. Beautifully written poem
          Of the grief that comes with our passing years. 🌹👏

          • Cassie58

            Thanking you Tristan for stopping by and leaving your most valued comments. All the best.

            • Tristan Robert Lange

              You're welcome, Cassie.

            • Doggerel Dave

              At that early time my life, it's structure and relationships seemed so permanent....

              • Cassie58

                Then lucky you my friend. I am reminded how quickly things can change. Pleased you stopped by and even more pleased you like my poetry:)

                • Doggerel Dave

                  Of course I do, Cassie I was one of the many who missed you.

                  And yes - change it did.

                • orchidee

                  A sensitive write Cassie. Meanwhile, I'm ready for Christmas next week (eh?). See my recent poems. lol.

                  • Cassie58

                    Thank you Orchi. You early bird you. I’ll check you out soon. Happy Thursday.

                    • orchidee

                      I'm a confused laddie - receiving Christmas cards already! Doh!

                    • Neville



                      I know that feeling well Cassie or at least I think I do .. we can never really know how bad someone else's shoes pinch .. but some of us try .. and I reckon the colour of void is a pretty pastel blue 💙

                      • Cassie58

                        A really thoughtful comment Neville. You are so right. A pretty pastel blue is a lovely colour to contemplate. Reminds me of a pale blue sky on a spring day. Thank you.

                      • Teddy.15

                        You are without doubt a golden leaf,



                        with age comes loss

                        too many gone

                        i’ve lost the base notes

                        from my song

                        I don't know how to tell you in words how inspiring this is, whether you lost someone yesterday or 50 years ago it still feels like this. Stunning dearest Cassie 🌹

                        • Cassie58

                          Thank you dear Teddy. The losses mount up with age. They all take a toll. Have a beautiful day. 🌹

                        • Alan R

                          I like the respect for grieving that this poem highlights!

                          • Cassie58

                            Thank you Alan. I appreciate you stopping by. All the best.

                          • MendedFences27

                            No punctuation, no capitalization, sets the scene for the sadness in this poem. A sensitive subject, the passing of friends and loved ones as we age in life. Some, go so far as to feel guilty for living. Not me, I'm going to die laughing. - Phil A.

                            • Cassie58

                              Many thanks Phil. Pleased to say I can grieve my losses without feeling guilty:) I hope your wish is granted, and when your time comes you go out in a scurry of laughter:) Thanks for stopping by.

                            • Dan Williams

                              This really hits home. Pirouette missing from the dance, and all that. Nice.

                              • Cassie58

                                Many thanks Dan for stopping by. All good wishes.

                              • Goldfinch60

                                That leaf may leave you Cassie but spring will come and new life will grow.

                                Andy

                                • Cassie58

                                  Thank you Andy. Spring, such a beautiful time of year. Have a great Thursday.

                                • Tom Dylan

                                  Such a moving piece, Cassie. You had me at losing the base notes to your song. Wow. A powerful, beautiful write.

                                  • Cassie58

                                    Thank you Tom for stopping by with your valued thoughts. Most appreciated. Have a good Thursday.

                                  • RickthePoetWarrior

                                    Good rhythm. Did you mean 'bass' instead of 'base' or was that intentionally abstracted.

                                    • Cassie58

                                      Thank you so much. I appreciate you stopping by. On this occasion, I did mean base. Of course someone else may have used bass. All good things.

                                    • Thomas W Case

                                      Wow. Beautiful work. Love the imagery.



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