A Reflection and Poem from Larry Cole
This is a poem I wrote as a young teenager while going through a trying time. Not only did I believe that I was I being ripped apart by some silly teenage relationship, but I was also on a foundational soul-search. In retrospect, I believe I was looking for someone closer than a brother, my best friend.
I grow to know him better and better each day now. Some call him Jesus Christ, some call him Yeshua, Emanuel, etc. I choose to call him simply my best friend. As my relationship with him has grown over the years I have overcome the emotions I express in this poem. And although I don’t miss that time, I do believe I am stronger today having gone through it…
Loneliness
-by Larry ColeLoneliness,
The Quiet Pain,
being alone during a dreary rain,
a hunger for another,
the need to share,
not just one, but a pair,A dark room,
an empty jar,
a huge parking lot with only one car,
That emptiness which needs to be filled,
The Quiet Pain,Can it be killed?
October 3rd, 2007 at 1:20 pm
Thank you for sharing your poem and thoughts. We (D & I) can relate, as these trying times come in different modalities and times. I have been working on an artwork series based on finding and cultivating “hope in hopeless places” for the last couple years and just posted one of my poems from two years ago and a recent related painting from my son’s hospital room in KC, MO, at www.shannonwhite.wordpress.com . I agree that is invaluable to have this one enduring relationship you described. Investing in it has saved my life!
October 16th, 2007 at 11:23 am
Thanks Larry!