Moved to tears

I recently came across this…..

http://cdn2-b.examiner.com/sites/default/files/styles/image_content_width/hash/b8/37/b837ea5ce850869708a343219346d2fc.jpg?itok=_3zduRT2

……and am enjoying it. It made me wonder what poem brings a tear to your eye and why (unless it’s too personal). Tell us of one established work and it's author and one from a poet from here in Lit.

My first thought of a lit poem that has made me tear during one of my many readings and analysis is Hanna Loves Horses: https://www.literotica.com/p/hanna-loves-horses

I loved this poem even before I had a daughter/children. And maybe it's a crappy or just mediocre poem if I'm a smarmy intellectual, but I'm not always wearing that hat. There are poems that approach maximal expression of Joy and just really easy to come into contact with. As everyone has approached pure joy from time to time since childhood and can share something that's beyond the everyday as reader and author. Despair, anger and a slew of other emotions aren't as easy to share as author and reader in the same way people can share the experience of joy beyond the everyday.

My established poet's poem is Sonnet 43 by EBB.

"I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. "

She keeps repeating 'love, love, love' and it's just so banal as the superficial 2015 reader, but I think it works fine in that she wields the hammer so heavy you get she's talking about something more complicated than the everyday love of Robert Browning, much more interesting than the loves of Byron, Keats, Shelley.
 
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Thank you, gm, for leading me to Imaginary Son - a gem!

Todski's Fathers Lament did it for me in the recent past. While I didn't consider it a perfect poem (though it was very very good in my opinion), it was beyond moving - heart wrenching and effective in conveying the pain of loss.
 
Todski's Fathers Lament did it for me in the recent past. While I didn't consider it a perfect poem (though it was very very good in my opinion), it was beyond moving - heart wrenching and effective in conveying the pain of loss.

Father's Lament had me in tears, too. The first Lit poem that came to mind when I read the original post was also one of Tod's: Reality Check.


For some reason, nothing from an established poet is coming to mind right now, so I'll have to get back to that one later.
 
In Memory of Naomi by RisiaSkye. As the author notes it is unedited, but the confused and desperate narrative of the poem and voice in which it's told are so powerful and moving that it puts tears in my eyes when I read it. Still. And I first read it a long time ago.
 
In Memory of Naomi by RisiaSkye. As the author notes it is unedited, but the confused and desperate narrative of the poem and voice in which it's told are so powerful and moving that it puts tears in my eyes when I read it. Still. And I first read it a long time ago.

As a young probation officer in 1972, I saw a muscular handsome young man being lodged for a drunk & disorderly at the local jail. I didn't know then that he was in the beginning stages of paranoid schizophrenia, which I'm told starts manifesting itself in late adolescence or early adulthood. Three years later, I saw him again. The physical change was remarkable. If I didn't know his name, I would have never guessed he was the same person. As a young man myself, it unnerved me and was one of the saddest things I experienced to that point in my life.
 
As a young probation officer in 1972, I saw a muscular handsome young man being lodged for a drunk & disorderly at the local jail. I didn't know then that he was in the beginning stages of paranoid schizophrenia, which I'm told starts manifesting itself in late adolescence or early adulthood. Three years later, I saw him again. The physical change was remarkable. If I didn't know his name, I would have never guessed he was the same person. As a young man myself, it unnerved me and was one of the saddest things I experienced to that point in my life.

I Have both witnessed the down turn into paranoid schizophrenia in my elder brother, and other cousins, aunties relatives and had my own brush with it on three occasions, it is scary as fuck, I couldn't get through that poem it physically hurt to read it, and was like reflecting a whole heap of bad shit inside myself back at me. I sat in a psyche cell for four days on my last snap.
 
Thank you, gm, for leading me to Imaginary Son - a gem!

Todski's Fathers Lament did it for me in the recent past. While I didn't consider it a perfect poem (though it was very very good in my opinion), it was beyond moving - heart wrenching and effective in conveying the pain of loss.

Father's Lament had me in tears, too. The first Lit poem that came to mind when I read the original post was also one of Tod's: Reality Check.


For some reason, nothing from an established poet is coming to mind right now, so I'll have to get back to that one later.

I don't know whether to apologize, or say thank you, but well recounting life stories as art at least it's cheaper than therapy.
 
http://forum.literotica.com/showpost.php?p=64659659&postcount=45

both the written and recorded had me choking up!

as to well known poets, well as an uneducated, uncultured swine, I haven't really ventured much past lit to find poetry, sad to say I probably should invest time into those deemed great in an art that I enjoy, but hell I barely have enough time for the chicken scratching's and tea leaf readings I write here.
 
Real men don't cry except when their mom or dog dies. The rest are Bruce Jenner wannabees.
 
Real men don't cry except when their mom or dog dies. The rest are Bruce Jenner wannabees.

Heh, funny. real men don't particularly care what others think, follow their own agendas live the dream, walk the line and do what they feel like within the confines of the law. emotion empathy, though restrained are not anti masculine, denial of reality, that's anti masculine and retarded
 
Heh, funny. real men don't particularly care what others think, follow their own agendas live the dream, walk the line and do what they feel like within the confines of the law. emotion empathy, though restrained are not anti masculine, denial of reality, that's anti masculine and retarded

Not if they want pussy ever again.
 
There are 3 things no woman will tolerate: The truth, a man who's right, and a man who cries.
 
There are 3 things no woman will tolerate: The truth, a man who's right, and a man who cries..

hahaha. I guess I could always have a crack at bruce jenner, pussy's pussy right.....

in all seriousness, I guess I better take out a hammer drink down some cement and harden the fuck up lol
 
https://www.literotica.com/p/prayer-for-my-imaginary-son

Not only is this well written, but it's personal, which, if anything, could move a father to tears.

This is lovely, even for those of us who won't be parents. I can only imagine how it much touch someone who has a child.




Both are heartbreaking. The first one is especially difficult to read, and I was surprised that there wasn't a tear or two in my eyes at the end. For me, it was more a reaction of stunned silence.



Damn, no kidding. Well done, Trix. Makes me even more grateful that my mother's caregivers were mostly that.


I don't know whether to apologize, or say thank you, but well recounting life stories as art at least it's cheaper than therapy.

You're welcome.



I like this thread. It's interesting to see what touches the hearts of others.
 
There are 3 things no woman will tolerate: The truth, a man who's right, and a man who cries.

You've got one out of three right. Except men are very rarely right. ;):rolleyes:

One you missed - pompous asses with overinflated senses of self-righteousness.
 
Thank you, gm, for leading me to Imaginary Son - a gem!

Todski's Fathers Lament did it for me in the recent past. While I didn't consider it a perfect poem (though it was very very good in my opinion), it was beyond moving - heart wrenching and effective in conveying the pain of loss.

I'm not sure if you know this or not, Mer, but pushkine is Tzara under a different name.

I don't know how I missed tod's poem; remarkable.
 
You've got one out of three right. Except men are very rarely right. ;):rolleyes:

One you missed - pompous asses with overinflated senses of self-righteousness.

I own that category so don't get the idea any of your men can poach from it.

Its ok if they admire it.
 
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