When a life departs A body, only remains, An assortment of Discarded things, relationships, Without breath or animation. Memory struggles, fades, As ensuing days Go on with whoever Contains the treasure, hard To guard, uneasily measured. A longing persists To catch a glimpse, hear a phrase, Sweet visage, clear voice Held dear, but lost from here. Never, never, until some Future, Divine Presence gives Overdue reconciliation Uniting those who, wander, Later in, with kith and kin. No need can find all, Disembarking space and time, Leaves suddenly adrift, behind; What had meaning, without beholder Begins to decay and molder. Oh Death, how unjust your taking Leaving Life to spoils shoulder.
1. Heroes are only These dreams we greatly esteem, But may never meet, No love we share between, yet, We hope their joy is replete. 2. Blowing up his phone – A need I cannot postpone, But no rainbows come; Talking to me is a chore He rather not, anymore. 3. I love you more now Than when first I invited You to share my heart Knowing over time how grace Has greatly forgiven me.
The naked truth Arises without interest In you or me now; It shows what may further be And what, going, is let go. See there is No reason I can continue Hope, for you depart Always, leaving without me; I am only, matter, no more. Moving on, I must, Or become a captive ghost, Which seems your major Preoccupation, but wrong, Because life and joy are mine. We are not, Together apart, has progressed To outside space and time; Nothing to clothe who We made ourselves to be. Naked never need We ever be, for we are NOT, As you wanted us – Despite my naked need.
Where life goes Staggering around corners Trying to escape The grief when too much is lost Or drunk on finding new love. Fingers wanting to hold Tight to things material But time gives lessons On how better to allow What is precious to pass. All is a veil worn By a bride, which gossamer Covering will not linger, With a kiss dispersed And years are away, past. Only to be today Worry along nary other way Find the smiles, laughter, Learn and again, for knowledge May keep company after. Love, it is living The spirit, soul, heart Of every human being, Mutual, a blessed treasure Often sought, seldom caught. The pain of years Memories of beauty, love, joy Restrain a flood of tears For sadness brings reminding Life is worth all given. So sing loud, pray often, Hug the beloved Swim with the dolphin Share and be grateful Existing is delightful.
As most of you may know, I lost my Mom several years ago after being her full-time caregiver for some years.
We both collected cups, although Mom had an altogether more impressive cache having had more money to spend.
We were active in CBC as long as she could go without danger or humiliation. In the singles group, I met Bernice, but she soon became a treasured friend of us both. She gave my Mom the cup above, which is by far one of the most unique I have seen.
This work of art was stored in a curio cabinet in the common area. A few weeks ago, as I was walking my circle through the house, I heard the beginning of a crash.
I was right beside the cabinet on my path, and an assortment of glass, ceramic, and china things Mom collected and painted fell out on the floor. The stud that held the shelf let go and tilted so that with the accumulated weight, the door opened, and much tumbled out to shatter.
The unique cup Bernice gifted Mom was not on that shelf, thankfully. I have been moving it around the house, hoping to keep it safe.
I was crushed that several figures Mom painted after I taught her how to help with her tremors were destroyed. I hope there are no such future occurrences.
I think this cup is so unusual; I thought I would share.