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Yes, and he is freed...uplifts my spirits to know the beast can be

escaped. You touch me with Hope, Dearest Love..Thank You..

posted by PoetRaye on May 18, 2007 at 7:33 PM | link to this | reply

Dearest Raye, you know that I have been through this with one of my

brothers; seen the ugly side and heard the snarl of the beast which embraces and does everything in its power to hold captive...I wish you and your son peace away from that grip.
          

posted by _teddypoet_ on May 18, 2007 at 3:01 PM | link to this | reply

Sweet MaggieMae, I feel the arms of compassion and sharing verily real

and comforting. Thank you.

posted by PoetRaye on May 17, 2007 at 7:43 PM | link to this | reply

Emoticons oft say it all, HolyGrail - Thank you..

posted by PoetRaye on May 17, 2007 at 7:42 PM | link to this | reply

Lovely Lady,...............

I know your heart is hurting, I send you {{{{{{hugs}}}}}}. 

posted by MaggieMae on May 17, 2007 at 5:34 PM | link to this | reply

All I can add is---> 

posted by Holy_Grail on May 17, 2007 at 4:45 PM | link to this | reply

And with you, Mary..always..

Lovely picture; Thank you.

posted by PoetRaye on May 17, 2007 at 10:38 AM | link to this | reply

Much more than okay, Mary..

Through darkness of fear, I see resurrection of His Light and Love healing us all..

Thank you, Gifted Poetess.

 

posted by PoetRaye on May 17, 2007 at 10:36 AM | link to this | reply

Rae - Peace be with you..........

posted by FoliageGold on May 17, 2007 at 9:23 AM | link to this | reply

Rae

Hope it was okay........it's just that your posts today ..... that of being a grieving mother made me think of the Blessed Virgin......  Mother's and sons......  You've just so touched my heart, dear Rae. 

posted by FoliageGold on May 17, 2007 at 9:18 AM | link to this | reply

That is incredibly powerful and affecting, Mary..

I'm speechless now..

Thank you for sharing.

posted by PoetRaye on May 17, 2007 at 9:15 AM | link to this | reply

Rae

Rae, I hear your heart too................

 

And to sing—and how could we sing
with a foreign boot on our heart,
and what with the dead abandoned in the streets
on the ice-hard grass—
how sing to the child’s accompaniment,
the mourning bleat of it,
how sing to the mother’s black shriek
as she stumbled forward face to face with her son
crucified up on a telegraph pole?

Up in the willow branches, even our lyres,
that sacrifice,
EVEN OUR LYRES were hanged,
lightly swaying around on the sad wind.

posted by FoliageGold on May 17, 2007 at 9:11 AM | link to this | reply

So true, TAPS

Thank you.

posted by PoetRaye on May 17, 2007 at 9:09 AM | link to this | reply

Thank you for reading, Mary

 These are reposts from a few months ago. I've got quite a few poems never posted about him; they are too dark and depressing. Helps to write out the fears and uncertainty.

posted by PoetRaye on May 17, 2007 at 9:06 AM | link to this | reply

RaeS

Sometimes life hurts too much.  When it does one must still hold on and fight back with everything God has given us for fighting.   He promises to be in our corner.

posted by TAPS. on May 17, 2007 at 9:05 AM | link to this | reply

Rae

Oh my, I'm simply speechles.................................. 

posted by FoliageGold on May 17, 2007 at 8:57 AM | link to this | reply