On The Anniversary of His Death

No amount of empathycould help me understandthe storm inside my father Even in his death, thoughtscloud my writing, his presencepreserved in prose… (Even though it’s been fifteen years, my father’s essence remains strong – sometimes taunting, sometimes inspiring, always mysterious.)

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I’ll Sit This One Out

Death invites me to danceextends crooked handfor crooked handtakes the gentlemen’s lead I know his moves –have watched a time or twoeven partnered a fewlong, slow waltzes But I prefer to tangolike the spice and thrillof life’s lively stepbid him, politely, to move on. (For Reena’s Exploration challenge: Antidotes to Fear of Death.  Also linking […]

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Do We Ever Know?

Did she know, setting the empty bottles on the stoop, or later, reading the daily while sipping first morning tea? Did she have an inclining as she dropped a letter in the post, stopped to chat with an old friend, then hurried home from the shops to get out of the rain? And later, returning […]

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All But Comatose

If death is sleep then surely I am close – body leaden refuses to budge, brain a slow crawl I would feel something – remorse, fear, confusion – but the weight of slumber has numbed senses, reaction sludge only a drum, drum of heart harkens life’s continued spark – What thread of will keeps me […]

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Floral Messages

What if each soul, in passing, casts a seed upon the earth – and with each Spring, the seeds burst with beauty, as a reminder of the blessing that is life.

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Raven and Snake

That day, crossing the parking lot, raven swooped past, snake in clasp – I took it as a sign, hurried my steps. The ward nurse stopped me, revealed the end was near, appointed me bearer of news. Me, whom you loved to hate – lashed with brash comments, unforgiving of my youth. Unsurprising, your wrath, […]

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Death Reveals Inadequacy

Mother is fearful, time slipping through her fingers, loneliness enveloping her. I hold space for her in my thoughts, my heart aching in beat with hers. Guilt tosses me up and down – inadequacy knows no bests.  

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Soul Stalker

Downy blankets of white softly settle, Nature gratefully submitting to slumber as the Earth bids a seasonal adieu. Inside, my body craving hibernation, curls into layered bedding, draws shades against the snowy scene, wills respite. My soul, a cat, lulled by the miracle stretches wide paws, arches, ready to discover some mystic wilderness. She is […]

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The Last Train (Sonnet)

We wait at the station, Mother and I, one final stop for her – painless she prays; I linger at bedside – prolonged goodbye – memories and regrets filling our days. “We live too long,” she wearily proclaims, “Why must suffering linger till the end?” I plea and bargain, call angelic names, yet the will […]

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Like a Flame

Imperceptibly they disappear no ghostly trace I am a doorway – open, transparent, absorbing teleporting extinguishing souls, spirited away Eden-bound no return.

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