Voiceless

Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….

 Copyright –  Liz Young

By nature, I am a quiet person. It always felt almost absurd to yell or scream.

That changed when the nurse told me you died. Later I would find out the words of consolement were a lie, that you suffered and they failed to do everything they could.

Lying on a hospital bed, you looked like you fell asleep and that gave me a quantum of solace. But my strength is tested every day, in thousand insignificant ways.

Truthfully, it is not the loss I feel that is unbearable, but all the years that were stolen from you.

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it hath been of yore;—
Turn wheresoe’er I may,
By night or day.
The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
—But there’s a Tree, of many, one,
A single field which I have looked upon,
Both of them speak of something that is gone;
The Pansy at my feet
Doth the same tale repeat:
Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
                                             – William Wordsworth

I know you will always be by my side, because I will forever keep you in my heart.
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46 thoughts on “Voiceless

  1. So beautifully written. Precious time stolen is a tragedy. And thank you for posting the amazing Wordsworth poem. I have read and re-read your story and the poem, with the soulful song playing in the background.

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  2. “Later I would find out the words of consolement were a lie, that you suffered and they failed to do everything they could.” There are so many sorrowful lines in your piece but this one really tore my heart. So sad!

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  3. So sad and achingly familiar. Hope you obtain your “quantum of solace”, and notin the James Bond way. (2008 movie) Such a beautiful piece (yours, i mean, not the movie, which i havent seen, so who knows, it may be after all. 😊)

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