Mixed Emotions I thought you could,I don’t know why,but there you stoodwatching me cry.Not wanting to,I wanted youto see in me. Sweet Little Lies The lies you tellsmell oh, so sweetThat’s just as wellsince I’m… More
the cards we are dealt
uplift or aim to shutter us
and they will, if we let them
find equilibrium in the chaos of each
awaken each morning
with optimism and hope
practicing forgiveness every night
“Do you miss me?”
“Actually? Not really. My life’s gotten better without you.”
“No, but I may take it up again to hasten my demise.”
vacillating between extremes
a predicament to be sure
my decisions gave me freedom
my loneliness demanded a solution
one minute, i’m whole
the next, i’m a mess
gave you up
because being here felt like it was killing me
the poison continues to infiltrate
but answers arrive
healing has taken its time
while love continues to do its magic
i’m lifted exquisitely out of my misery
time and evaluation
gave me freedom
it was coming
i knew it with certainty
and distractions from the truth
when the phone call came
i braced myself in steely opposition
hardening my body against the cruel words
i was about to hear
only screams of sorrow
and heavy sobs of tears escaped me
i was now in a world
which felt empty and hollow
her eagerness to listen
her kind and gentle ways gone
the smiles and caring on her face
would happen no more
i pushed the receiver from my ear
as if to push away the truth
but knowing that mourning had begun
a new reality, one hard to face
feeling empty without her presence
i was born into a lonely place
her voice and body only in memories now
i miss her grace, her love and her acceptance
time took forever to heal the loss i felt
the place in my heart where she took up residence
darkened, and shriveled up
the air thicker as i inhaled only tears
the light she shone came to an end
but the warmth she gave continues
i always try to celebrate the day she was born
but the day she left, i mourn
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I thank VJ and Sadje for inspiring thoughts of my special friendship. Guess I needed a good cry today. I dedicate this piece to Bana – a wonderful human being and such a catalyst for good – she will always be remembered with a smile and a tear.
Faced with the hardships of life, we must go on.
Until my head jangles
Like a badly tuned orchestra
Once again men in black coats, move,
Stately, sombre, until
Struck my raw heart
My soul taken up, black
Was this day, until red appeared
That there is still life to be lived,
In the midst of which death
My face, swollen, weeping,
Telling me that life will live on,
It does, and death cannot conquer
That which lives for ever
Beyond the veil
with wind prodding me towards home
tender reminders and gratitude
fill my essence as
i feed on the love shown me
no frill or pomp and circumstance
nor silver spoon of connections born
my friends, my tribe
they flow alongside my road traveled
no words mince, no hearts break
i transfer a kiss to my finger
with a smile and gratitude, place it firmly
on the lips of my family
Here fishy, fishy! Time for dinner!
And the cycle of life continues…
New Leaves Wait to Grow
It was an easy decision for me, when I decided to move to Missouri. I was following my heart to be with the woman I love. If we were going to be together, it was much easier for me to make the move than it would have been for her. Still not yet sixty (I had retired at fifty-three), I had no job to hold me back.
I gave a lot of thought to being away from my children and reasoned that it would be no different than if they were to move away after completing college. My eldest son had attended university in Cleveland and had a job there as a computer engineer. My other son still lived in the Buffalo area, working in IT for a web hosting firm, and wasn’t afraid to travel himself. Meanwhile, my daughter was in college, and there…
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I thank Freya Pickard again for selecting a few of my pieces to have included in this theme, here is the first one. The second will be published in December. Stay tuned for that! The Arturina theme was such an inspiration, so many exquisite images!
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Please do go read all the other wonderful submissions. They are all amazing!!
You live in me, so
deep I neither hear nor see,
but know – you are there.
You have been there from the start.
In the gaps I feel your pulse.
I hear you in the
deepest silence, you are the
heart of my spirit.
links us all together like
hearts beat together.
The Witch Within
We are by Goddess
blesséd, she who lives within;
wakes the witch in us.
Reconnecting us to our
roots, chakras and ancestors.
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