Man of Sorrow

Known by different names

An innocent was he

The world weighted heavy

Tried to balance it

On his broad shoulders

Like an explorer

He lived in his own

World of sadness

He studied it like a student

Under a magnifying glass

He discovered its’ secrets

He was an expert

On the subject

It hung around him

Like smoke

Began near the floor

Crept along the baseboards

Filled the room

Choked the breath

Yet sometimes he would

Flash a shy smile

Show his dimple

To his Mother’s delight

In an instant Like a blanket

Tossed and spread

Sadness returned

Buried him before
He was dead

When seen on the road

He was more down cast

Than his own shadow

Man of sorrow

He tried to “take it like a man”

(His Father’s words)

But he was sucked

Beneath the waves

An undertow

It seemed the clock was broken

The hour came too soon

No one can say for sure

What happened next

He went away

Off the path

More than

He could endure

Died of sadness

An extreme case

Lonely man indeed

Note:  Sorting through pictures, so reminded me of happier days.  It is hard to believe the “big bear” no longer walks among us.

15 thoughts on “May 28, 2013 Man of Sorrow

  1. ugh…take it like a man…i hate those words…and it is so sad how the sorrow creeps into the world all around him…coloring everything…the saddest though is his studying and understanding it…

  2. Wow. You really have the words. Want the dates on your Houston show when you get that going .DA

    Sent from my iPad

    1. Maggie asked me you locate pics I had of him. Don’t like to through old pics. There is sadness in the past. But at last I did, and I was reminded of him. He lived here in Taos for about five years.

      Yes, I will. Mark told me they didn’t schedule the show until about a year before. They have next year scheduled, but it will be in 2015. I’ll let you know.

      Thanks for your comment. Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529

  3. Sometimes awareness brings sadness, a knowledge that lodges itself within and can not be moved. One has to wonder if his sadness was something he chose or a level of awareness few of us allow ourselves to experience. Beautiful tribute Annell and I love the smile and the dimple.


  4. A beautiful tribute to a lost friend Annell – tis sad how loneliness is often a companion of depression.


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