departed friends
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DEPARTED
Dearly Departed
from every pore cursed pain cries
daylight daggers stab dreary eyes,
body recoils with mournful sighs
worn will embraces last goodbyes;
restless heart pines for loves undone
hollow voice strains for songs unsung;
trembling hands grope for hands untouched
parched lips purse for lips unbussed;
breaths ebb tidely toward the shallows
bootheels drag against the gallows;
fingers cling as fields fall fallow
light leaves gravely fading shadows.
Gerry Gilligan, copyright 2010, All Rights Reserved
W.B.Yeats' Epiteth
Personal Loss of Friends
Friends are chosen. Friendships are nurtured. Friends are treasures to be valued. Friendships must be reciprocal in choice, nurture and value to each, though not necessarily equal in measure. Each is according to the capacity of the individual and acceptable to the other.
It has been said that to have a friend, one must be a friend. Aristotle taught that a friend is a second self more than two millenia ago. He reasoned that a friendship consisted of two bodies sharing the same soul.
Take the time to maintain friendships and renew old friendships so that you may be left with fond memories rather than regrets when a friend has departed to the next life.
farewell frankie and eddie, sligobay
James Taylor and Carol King sing Friends
Farewell
Fare thee well
Fare thee well my darling damsel,
my craft departs in sullen sorrow;
carefree tell, cry parting Ma'm'selle',
thy raft imparts a buoyant 'morrow
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Gerry Gilligan,c.2010, Copyright, All Rights Reserved
ya gotta have em.....
you gotta love em.....
QUOTES
The only way to have a friend is to be one.
Plant a seed of friendship and reap a boquet of happiness.
What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies. A friend is a second self.
Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Walk beside me and be my friend.
Laughter is the closest distance between two people.
A real friend is someone who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.
It's one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.
Friends are those special people who ask how we are and then wait to hear the answer.
It's the friends that you can call at 4:00 a.m. that really matter.
Travel with a friend
Sligobay Poetry
- RayDowd
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Grief Counseling
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Hawks to Heaven
- John Alfie Sharkey
At the funeral service, five hawks spiraled above the Alfie's grave and then ascended as escort and honor guard of this kind friend, to heaven's gate.
anytime you need a friend
Friends til the end ....
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Sligobay , I'm sorry for you're losing , I do not envy you're year. Stay strong with that ,that you know so well, your poetry.
...you have put a lot of creative effort and passionate intent into this hub - and it's very much appreciated by yours truly - so I raise a glass of Guiness goodness to you and play my Irish harp = and praise you for a job well done!
..I am back to say - there is beautiful photography here - I live 100 feet or so away from Lake Erie in Ontario, Canada - and I swim in it everyday from late May to late September ...... but time is running out - fall is coming .....
I'll plant the seed - love the dvd at the end and it's significance...poetry touching and pics too, thanks for sharing, Juliette.
It reminded me a line I wrote `when my heart broke, you were not within.....'
It reminded me the graveyard I visited just to feel the time past.
Sligobay, I wish I knew you when my brother passed. That was the most difficult thing I have ever faced in life. I still, after three years, sometimes am hit with shock and a huge sense of loss. I went through every phase of the grieving process and then went through it all again when we planted his memorial garden. I came across this hub when just hopping around and it made me stop, read, read again, cry, smile, and remember the good times, the funny times, the awesome times with Brother. I felt the depth of your compassion and I want to reach out and hug you. Having friends is a two way path that each receives nourishment and strength from in times of need. Thank you for being here when I sensed a need for the closeness of Brother again.
I pray you are receiving healing from losses you have had. May you walk in peace.
Sligobay I feel your pain. I stood over the grave site of my dearest friend, mentor and father. With a much heavy heart, yet fondness and so many memories he left me.
I talked to him and listened as a whisper came forth from where I stood and a dim light shone under my feet. I knew we were connecting once more and it was the last time. I miss him so, he was my savior.
If not for him, I would have remained in the mean streets of booze and drugs and crime. I pray that you find peace in your heart.














maven101 Level 5 Commenter 21 months ago
Gerry...Your verse is so powerful. so pregnant with images of personal reflections, I had to read each line out loud to gather the fullest essence of your words...You are truly gifted, my friend, with the heart of a lion, and the soul of an Irishman...
The videos were very appropriate to your verse, especially the last, " Wind beneath my wings ", which left this old Marine misty eyed...Thank you for the share...Larry