Yes Men Do Cry

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[email protected] November 21, 2014 - 1:50pm

                                             YES

                                    MEN DO CRY

                               POETRY ( a sample) 

 One man’s personal journey of grieving the loss of his wife

                                    One mans rebirth

                    Yes men do grieve, mostly silently

Introduction – After the death of my wife Lois on October 18 2000 I began writing a Journal over a period of 3 years. She was 52 years old. Included in this Journal (Yes Men Do Cry /Available on Amazon) are the 47 poems which are in this separate book. The full Journal is also available in print under the tile Yes Men Do Cry – A Journal. Reading this may give you a better understanding of the poems. Enjoy.                                             

           TOUCH

           One more time- if only

           The beginning- a new journey

           Hi

           It’s only me

           No words-just touch

           Like a flower - one for every occasion

           Sorry

           Good vibrations

           The ultimate

           Love

           The climatic crescendo

           If only I could touch you one more time I would still want more

           Once is never enough

           Touch

           No words can really explain the meaning

           Only when it’s gone will they understand

           One more touch-if only

           But not in this life time

           Touch

           I will hold as a memory

           Touch

           Only in my dreams

           Touch

           Memories.

           That’s all I’ve got now.

                                                          

         ALONE

                         Silence,

                        Emptiness,

                        The unknown.

                        Wanting, I know not what.

                         Alone, in your mind.            

                        Alone-wishing

                        Alone-no you.

                        Alone-memories.

                        Scared.

                        Confusion.

                        Alone-thinking.

                        Come to me.

                        Alone-the beginning

                        Alone-finding yourself.

                        Alone-one

                        Alone-numb.

                        No one is alone

                        Memories, good or bad.

                        Alone.

                        Never.


                                            TWENTY FIVE YEARS

Twenty Five Years

So many things left unsaid.

What things. I know not what.

Twenty Five Years

 I wanted more from you. I know not what.

I still look for the note you never left.

What could you have said, you said it all.

By the way you handled your final ride,

The way you cared about the ones you were leaving behind.

You taught us death is final.

 Enjoy every moment.

Because with death comes reality.

There is no going back.

Death is the end

For the one leaving.

Death is the beginning

For the ones left behind.

Thanks Booby.

About the Author
Wrote " Yes Men Do Cry" . The journal is a documentation of how I coped with the loss of Lois (Booby), my wife of twenty-five years, on October 18, 2000. I wrote it over a period of three years from November 2000 to October 2003, at first daily and, as time progressed, weekly, then monthly. It is a personal journey of the grieving process I went through, It is how I felt, how I survived. There is no official ending as one does move on and accepts what is happening on their own terms. Everything written just flowed, including forty-eight poems. 99% is unedited I NEVER INTENDED IT TO BE PUBLISHED. If the Journal helps one person male or female so that they do not feel so alone, then publishing it will have been a success Yes, there are many books on grieving for women, but few for men. There are many great counseling groups out there, BUT Because of the macho man syndrome, men appear to prefer grieving in the privacy of their own home. As you will see, we are far stronger as individuals than we realize. Your mind can play great games. Positivity does conquer NEGATIVITY. The Journal is available at Amazon.
I'm Grieving, Now What?

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