Sympathy and Empathy a Poem

In sympathy I’ll get you,

as I’ll understand and care.

With empathy I’ll feel you,

it’ll be just like I’m there.

In sympathy I’ll acknowledge,

all the hardship on you.

In empathy I’ll know you,

I’ll be standing in your shoes.

I might imagine how you feel,

or at least I’ll try to.

Or I’ll know so very well,

you see my love I’ve been you.

In sympathy I’ll understand,

I’ll try to be very caring.

But when applying empathy,

it’s a personal understanding.

In sympathy I’ll recognise,

both your suffering and pain.

In empathy I’ll feel you too,

for you see I’ll feel the same.

~

lizalizaskysaregrey©2017

Sympathy for my Youth

It’s with greatest sympathy,

I say goodbye to my youth.

You see I’m gradually ageing,

I’m getting long in the tooth.

It’s not that I fear getting older,

I welcome it if you like.

I suppose I’m sort of retro now,

new can go take a hike.

No I don’t want to be young again,

I quite like being mature.

My death is still an age away,

I hope so but I’m not to sure.

 

~

lizalizaskysaregrey©2017

 

  The Roar of the Sea


I see you rolling onto the earth,  

a raw and a crash and a bang.

Catch the shimmer of your waves, 

while safe on the shore I stand.

The birds who can’t know better, 

dance and play with your mane.

Transfixed by your silent power, 

watching you roll once again.

There’s not one who’ll take you on, 

and you can do as you please.

You’re the lion of creation I think, 

our wild and powerful seas.

And with my eyes tightly closed,

I hear you calling my name.

You roar out from your being,

you call again and again.

I know there’s those who heard you,

walked right into your depths.

Left their lives and families here,

in taking those final steps.

So I’ll treat you with caution now,

as you call to me much to much.

I’ll love you from a safe distance,

your spray is all I will touch.

~

lizalizaskysaregrey©2017