Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Poets United Midweek Motif/ An Ordinary Man

An Ordinary Man

he was an ordinary man      the love of his mother       hard to know

keeper of secrets                  complex                 kind                      just a man

for his mother                          the world is not as bright without him

such a beautiful boy              a peter pan of sorts            a hero in his own way

he had a smile that could light the world                 never complained

ripped a hole when he left        an ordinary man            that could not be replaced

March 11, 2015


11 comments:

  1. Yes, he was your sunshine and I know days will never be as bright. I love that you write of the Peter Pan quality in him. These special beings are so wondrous, and leave such a big hole behind when they leave us. This poem says it all, Annell.

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  2. "a Peter Pan of sorts"-- in my memory, people remain as they were when last I saw them most themselves. I think youir poem shows his ordinariness and rises it to the level of wonderful. That smile! that hole where he stood!

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  3. The hurt one feels at a persons death illustrates the love and care you had for them. The deeper the hurt; the deeper the love.

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  4. Its the "ordinary" ones that leave such a vacancy behind. No love is ordinary really is it?

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  5. How it is that those who are ordinary are in indeed extra-ordinary. The love of same offers completeness and how sad when they are gone. (Thinking of you.)

    The kindest of regards.
    Anna :o}

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  6. This is very sad, Annell. I can tell how much you miss your son. I do understand that 'he cannot be replaced' and that he was the one who was the light of your world.

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  7. "a hero in his own way"...the line is full of calmness and love...yes when they go they leave a hole and all the light is put out....

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  8. we are all ordinary to the world at large but I am certain he was special to you and many others ..a touching piece Annell xo

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  9. I'm so sorry for your pain, for the hole that can never be filled. I imagine there are pieces of him in your art. I know there are in your poems and they touch others.

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  10. as susan said...i remember him the way i last saw him and to add to this this is how i choose to remember everyone that has entered into my world in this mundane existence. this is why i don't go to funerals

    good dedication

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  11. How incredibly sad this is in all its truth, Annell. Sorry for the late visit. It has been a long week.

    Pamela

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