Sunday, April 8, 2018

Holes Beyond Mending...

PAD Challenge day 8: For today’s prompt, write a family poem.
The first thing that comes to our thoughts this morning with the word 'family'
is all the families in mourning over loss of loved ones.
A nation mourns with them

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We mourn
Hearts torn
By kindred grief
For those who weep but cannot find
For comfort, hope
For tears, relief
For agony,
Sweet peace of mind

We look
And love
With meeker heart
When comes The Parting; who can tell?
When fabric of
Life’s live-
Leaves a big hole nothing can fill

We pray
The grace
And love of God
To bind the wounds too deep for word
As voice
Form, touch
Of one beloved
Will nevermore be felt, seen, heard

We think;
Ah death,
You stir each breath
With awareness of What Comes Next
The thread
What Then and This
May sever when we least expect

© Janet Martin

 He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.

 Psalm 145:18
The LORD is near to all who call upon Him, To all who call upon Him in truth.

The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.


  1. My heart continues to weep for these families and everyone else affected by this terrible tragedy. I don't know the cause, but I also pray for the truck driver who walked away with nary a cut. I am sure he is devstated beyond imagining, too. So very, sad. Your words are lovely and comforting, Janet.

    1. Words just can't touch the magnitude of emotion, right...for all the people involved! Yes, Jim, with a special sympathy for the trucker-driver really wonders what happened?!

  2. I commented over on Poetic Asides as well. Love your beautiful tribute.

    1. really is the sort of tragedy that rocks a nation as we ache with the heartbroken and hopefully it makes us hold with holier, humbler reverence, today!


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