Low mood
Slowly rising
Clouds lifting
Wind dropping
Rain abates
Gales blow out
Stopping
Leaves fallen
Cannot be replaced
But buds grow
Time moves
Green shoots
Spring forth.
Grateful
Thankful
Healing…
Slowly healing
Tag: Poem
You should be here
By my side
Part of me
Has ripped away
Torn my heart
In half
Lub dub, Lub dub
It’s still pumping
Just.
No presents
No presents hanging in stockings
No orange in the toe of the sock
There’s no chocolate or dolls
No perfume, or jigsaw puzzle
Sympathy cards replace Christmas ones.
The poinsettia is still in the shop
Your present has gone to a friend
We won’t open one each before breakfast
Old traditions wrung out
New ones yet to start.
Meanwhile I wait for snow or reindeer
Or Christian meditation and carols.
Who knows what happens next.
Shrodingers Cat has more idea
Of the future than I do.
Flowers
They give you flowers
To salve your loss
To show they care.
I feel so grateful
To be remembered
But the need of a vase
Can be a problem.
I found one at last.
Flowers setted
Rejoyce in their beauty
Paperwork
Paperwork
Lots of paperwork
Things to do,
Things to sign
People to inform
Life isn’t just simple
What to cancel
What to keep
Bereavement
You can keep it!
Easier not to talk?
Not talking today, it’s just easier not to.
I could ring friends but why bother
They can’t change things
Having time to rest
Think about life
The future
Then I watched Its a wonderful life
With James Stewart
And I cried
And cried.
That feels better.
There is hope.
Knock on
Don’t be afraid
Knock on my door
I’m here inside
Just waiting to say
Be my friend still
A hug or a hand
Would serve me well
Don’t go away
Leaving a card
But nothing to say?
I need you to stay
Keep me company
I need you today.
Bust computer?
Having fun.
Not
My computer isn’t working
Because I switched it off
Weeks ago
When I hurt my leg
Great!
I didn’t come back upstairs
For months
Now it needs reconfiguring
Go figure
Error
Fig error…
Lost
You went into the maze,
I don’t know where you went?
The dream got hazy
I turned round
And you were gone
I searched and searched
No trace of you
My soul is torn
In two.
Farewell
Somewhere between here and there.
You’ve gone.
Lost in the space between dreams.
Departed, like the ghost of Christmas present.
Full of fun and grumpy too.
Never a dull moment with you.
Life will be so lonely.
Do you know how many hearts you have touched?
If I could hold your hand one more time.
Kiss your lips, say goodbye.
My one and only man.
My green man…..
Mallaband-Brown 