Hi
It was very surreal for me afterwards......I felt very cut away from what was going on around me...traffic, people shopping....it all suddenly felt very ...unimportant....I resented it...it felt as though a shift that taken place inside my soul ...I knew it but I didnt know what it was....
I just needed the whole world to stop...to quieten down......I needed to get home..I kept thinking afterwards of the Auden poem I love...( I posted it on another group and got mixed reactions) ...but I know how he felt ...I felt like I had just buried something that was a part of me....I was shaken...not in a weepy way...just something in my soul had shifted.....
Auden explains it better than I do
** please note this poem was how I felt...not what BBM is about...ok..
Funeral Blues
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever; I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood,
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
W. H. Auden
**sadly it was used in a movie and people either like it or hate it now...sad
hugs
Kea