Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Jaded

While the naked eye sees nothing,
the indigenous heart feels eternal loss.
Trust leads desire through faith,
even as a dark cloud of doubt evolves.
Disenchantment hovers, symbiotic,
a hungry vulture,
a shadow cast upon dreams.
Eventual fear and uncertainty triumph.
Consumed by sadness,
devoured by desperation,
futile…hope perishes 
under resigned surrender.

~McGuffy Ann Morris, Weeds

There are times when we must come to terms with something beyond our control. It is not easy to do, but sometimes, all that is left is surrender.

Please read my Challenge Reveal Post for insight on the poetry that I chose to share here.




29 comments:

  1. I have felt that way in other times but thankfully I don;t any longer. I know nothing is in my control and that is a huge step up right from the beginning. xox

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    1. I am glad that this you connected with this. I believe that as humans we are all connected by emotion.

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  2. So much of life is out of our control. You have to roll with it and press on!

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  3. Poignant and beautifully written. I loved it. Thanks for sharing.
    @sheilamgood at Cow Pasture Chronicles

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    1. Thank you, Sheila. I appreciate that very much.

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  4. This poem is very powerful and hit a cord with me. Such deep pain...
    I felt like I had my back to the wall with no place to escape when I was bluntly told by my oncologist that I had advanced breast cancer and I would probably die of it. I examined my options and the only one that was left was surrender. My next question, surrender to who? The answer was easy, to a higher power, Jesus. I accepted death if it was the will of God, or life if it was His will and suddenly got filled with an unimaginable peace. This moment is branded deep in my soul. It was such a blessing in disguise.
    Warm hugs,
    JB

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    1. Julia, I am glad to hear that you surrendered in a positive way. I believe in that lies our strength. I am really happy that you conquered the cancer. You won on several levels. You are a blessing, my friend.

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  5. Excellent J poem, Annie! This is a reality that most of us who have lived some years can relate to. "...heart feels eternal loss" is so true. We may heal over in time and move past things, but we don't forget, and the sense of loss remains forever.

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    1. The heart remembers what the mind forgets. Always. And we carry on with experience.

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  6. The poem was moving, and Julia's story really capped the experience today. Thanks to both of you for sharing.
    Awakening Dreams and Conquering Nightmares with a Pen
    I hope you are having a lovely day!

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    1. Darla, this is why I write. It is not only my experience and observations, but I want others to connect and feel it, too.

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  7. I knew the title "sounded familiar" ♥♥♥

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    1. Thanks, guys. That means it stayed with you. ❤

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  8. Excellent poem. I am getting better with accepting things as they are as I get older, but it took me a long time and a lot of therapy.

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    1. It does take a lot of work. I think I am always working on myself and life.

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  9. It is hard to accept those things out of our control!

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  10. It's a balance to come to a place of acceptance without just becoming cynical or jaded.

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    1. Ahh...Mimi, you are so right. And sometimes we do become jaded in certain situations or about certain things. Again, it is a process to balance our experiences and our feelings.

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  11. This poem was moving the first time I read it in Weeds, and the same was true as I read it here again. Thanks, McGuffy Ann.

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  12. That poem hits my heart. I had a rough past, many injustices. Daily I must make the choice to look ahead not back or I'd be buried in sadness and depression. Life is short.

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    1. I am pleased this spoke to you. I understand. Hug.

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  13. Annie, I can really relate. Reminds me of a certain time in my life. Thank you for sharing. Hugs and love, Janet

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  14. You are so amazing! My poet sister! I love how you weave words together. :)

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  15. Sometimes surrender is victory.

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