A Tanka of Two Broken Hearts

Summary

Jupiter Grant shares a personal Tanka poem about the profound loss of their mother due to a sudden heart ailment, reflecting on the enduring love and impact she had on their life, and participates in a daily poetry prompt challenge.

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The web content presents a poignant Tanka poem titled "A Tanka of Two Broken Hearts" by Jupiter Grant, which delves into the author's deep emotional pain following the unexpected death of their mother. The poem conveys the shock and heartbreak experienced upon receiving the news and the lingering void left by the loss of someone who was not just a mother but a best friend. Grant expresses the ongoing connection they feel with their mother, despite the skepticism about whether this is mere wishful thinking. The article also acknowledges Sahil Patel's poetry challenge, which inspired the piece, and extends the challenge to other writers and poets, inviting them to explore and express their own experiences of being broken from the inside.

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The author views their mother as their best friend and the most consistent source of love in their life.
There is a belief that the mother continues to watch over and guide the author, which brings them comfort.
The author maintains a degree of skepticism, questioning whether the feeling of their mother's presence is simply a product of their own wishes.
The poem reflects a sense of gratitude towards Sahil Patel for initiating the poetry prompt that provided an outlet for the author's grief.
Jupiter Grant tags a number of fellow writers, encouraging them to participate in the poetry challenge and share their own stories of internal brokenness.
The author identifies as a self-published author, blogger, narrator, and audiobook producer, indicating a multifaceted approach to their creative endeavors.

That one thing that broke me from the inside

One call changed it all,

and shattered me deep inside.

A broken heart for

a heart that had been broken,

and a world turned upside down.

I will never forget the morning I received a phone call from my father telling me that my mother had died of a sudden catastrophic heart ailment while I had been fast asleep on the other side of the world.

My mother was my best friend in the whole world, and her loss still hurts like a million tiny cuts being scoured with rock salt and lemon juice. There are so many things I wish I could talk to her about. She was the one constant force of love in my life, and the one person who truly “got” me.

The love is still there, of course; that doesn’t go away. And I often get the feeling that she is watching, even guiding me, and that is a comforting thought (although the skeptic in me suspects it is just wishful thinking on my part).

Thank you to Sahil Patel for the tag to join in his daily poetry prompt challenge:

The prompt for day 3 is “write about that one thing that broke you from inside”, and Sahil wrote about broken trust;

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