Now Is Not The Time

…a time to weep, and a time to laugh;

a time to mourn, and a time to dance…

Be careful what you say to me please

I don’t think I can withstand something brutal

insensitiveCheer up chuck!

Pull yourself together

Look on the bright side

I really don’t think I can cope with another word

 

I will tell you if you care to listen to me

When tragedy strikes it is alright to feel the pain

crying.jpgIt’s alright to cry

It’s alright to weep

It’s alright to mourn

I am not going to stop myself from grieving

 

I know it will not last forever and a day

I will be back at the party when I feel good and ready

laughing.jpgI will rejoice

I will laugh

I will dance

But while my heart is crushed – now is not the time

 

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This post is in response to the POETICS CHALLENGE from Lillian hosted by dVerse. Take a look at the instructions in the post below:

Turn, Turn, Turn . . .

 

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20 thoughts on “Now Is Not The Time

    1. It’s funny – I am perfectly ok with the fact that there are times I will cry, times I will laugh, times I will mourn, times I will dance. Mostly I would cry when I am alone.

      After I was attacked three and half years ago I was crying quite a bit (which I still think was completely normal) but one of my relatives (in-laws) freaked out. He could not bare to see me like that. He had only ever seen me happy and apparently I had always cheered me up. He was begging me to be happy and not to be upset. My sister told him I needed to be allowed to grieve. But he couldn’t bear it so ended up like strangers for the short time I stayed with them. He just could not cope with someone who was recovering. I did not want to feel guilty for needing to cry.

      I needed to get out and move in with another relative who would let me cry. I knew I would get past it, but I had to let the tears out. There was a huge amount of pain that needed relief. It took time before I felt like laughing and dancing again.

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    1. That’s the thing – and I don’t think there’s anything unusual about having good days and bad days. I am cheery and active and gregarious by default – but when there is a dark cloud of sadness casting a shadow on my heart – I am not going to feel guilty about holding my hands up and saying I don’t feel like laughing and dancing today. I know I will do again. But going to let myself have as much quiet time as I need.

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  1. Incredible poem. I may ‘borrow’ it and put it on my wall to look at. I need to remember that stanza starting with:
    “I know it will not last forever and a day

    I will be back at the party when I feel good and ready

    I will rejoice

    I will laugh

    I will dance

    But while my heart is crushed – now is not the time”

    My my. Such talent. My hat is off.

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    1. Yes…I can hold it together for a while – I need to get through my work etc…but I can’t keep the grieving suppressed all the time. And I certainly won’t feel guilty for having a little cry when I need to. I think crying is a miracle…the sense of relief is incredible.

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