Mum xxx

Last day...

Laughter

Found easily.

Thankfulness

For a lovely cuppa.

Memories

Sharing tales.

Pain

Constant shadow.

Strength

Palpable.

Companionship

Being together.

Love

Freely given.

No guilt

A final plea.

Days since...

A piece

Missing.

Sadness

Lingering.

Tears

Waves falling.

Kinship

Connecting.

Identity

Acceptance.

Remembering

Overwhelming.

Mantra

No regrets.

Gifted with

A full life lived.

Days to come...

Lessons learnt

Laugh

Share

Love

Accept.

Live life

With no regrets!

Poppy rest in peace

Stand still

And breathe

It'll pass

This emptiness

And loss

Life's lived

Life ends

In this moment

Memories

Are hidden

Behind

Sadness

Stand still

Breathe deep

And say

Goodbye

When my tears dry

Memories of you

Will ease this pain

Rest in peace

Posted on Twitter https://twitter.com/ally_cat/status/759483481097240576

Rose to remember

Remember me ~ 

my light & colour ~ 

my voice & words ~

my love & acceptance!

I will remember you!

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Remember me ~ my light & colour ~ my voice & words ~ my love & acceptance!

I will remember you!#poem https://t.co/izwJAddqoC

— Allison Brown (@ally_cat) January 31, 2016

Goodbye my love

The long goodbye

Lingers

Pieces crumble

In and out

Slowly taking

Memories

Identify

 

Stories

Merge

 

Hope

Fades

 

Love

Aches

 

Within the long goodbye

Remember

Memories

Identity

Stories

Hope

Love

 

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Strength

Amongst ebbs and flows
A comforting light exists
Warming with its touch

Poppy...

If I could write your story
From then to now
What stories I could tell
A tall tale, legend, myth?

From one story, one view
A life derived from strength
That carries those
Who are part of you

Of character that supports
Teaches and believes
One life that is boundless
A greater story than I could conceive.

Red Tears

Red Tears (words)

I hear their memories,
Calling!
Wafting across fields.
Floating.
Singing their final lullaby -
Weeping:
A harmony of voices,
Haunting...

Whispers drift over fields,
Calling!
Threads of their memories.
Floating.
Visions always lingering -
Weeping:
Staining the fallen leaves,
Haunting...


*Reflecting on why this poem came into being - post ANZAC Day on Behind Dreaming...

"Red Tears" was first published in Teesside Artists' Journal, November 2009. Thank you to Carol Fenwick, the editor of Teesside Artists' Journal, for all her support including understanding my decision to republishing this poem on my blog.


Red Tears by Allison Brown is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial 2.5 Australia License.
Based on a work at allisonbrown.blogspot.com and Teesside Artists' Journal.