Poem:

posted Jan 4, 2009, 5:15 PM by Arthur Fudge

Grief is a quiet thing
By Melba Colgrove

grief is a quiet thing
deadly in repose.
a raging horror, a thunder of abuse

raucous--
demanding--
incomprehensible--
tearing all that one has ever loved.

hopeless,
forlorn,
fear-ridden and misunderstood;
ceasing a moment, and through the years
returning...to destroy.

to rage,
to curse all that is happy--
or contented,
or trusting.


to threaten every beauty that is true.
grief?
it's a quiet thing..... 

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