Heady days of young
maturity and the
excitement of discovery.
Feelings and emotions
stirred me at every turn.
love, lust co-mingled
Not yet consumed
with full adult worries,
inhibitions kept me
When did it change?
At what exact time
did those days
Days of youth
became days of old.
Gone, but for a memory,
but what use is that?
No longer now,
it lives in the past.
And when I muse on
that exhilarating time,
I sometimes miss
what was once mine.
Stuart McPherson invites us to write on what we are missing: http://dversepoets.com/2012/12/01/poetics-missing-you/#comment-25349
Posted by Bodhirose on December 2, 2012
The peace of sleep has now been erased
The searing pain strikes deep again
Grief of my loss comes sweeping through
Tears start to fall from eyes so blue
It’s real–it’s true, my love is gone
He made a choice to keep moving on
My first real love, I was so attached
But I’ve let him go–no turning back
The pain is with me like a gloomy cloud
Lightning bolts flash hitting hard
No joy within, no smile without
My heart’s been broken, crushed and slaughtered
I see no ending to this overwhelming carnage
I have no appetite
I can’t eat a bite
I blame myself
Somehow I was lacking
My days feel endless
I wander like a droid
My brain’s gone numb
The only respite is when I sleep.
Until finally a glimmer of light I see
Posted by Bodhirose on May 23, 2011
Image by izik via Flickr
I feel sadness today as I must let you all know that yesterday my daughter suffered a miscarriage. Her doctor was lovingly supportive of her as he told her that it is a common occurrence and for her not to worry that she won’t be able to carry a pregnancy to term in the future. Even though our family is encouraged by his words, we are saddened that she and her husband have to go through this feeling of loss.
I appreciated the happiness that was shared with me as I looked forward to being a grandmother and I still have the hope that that will be the case someday–when the time comes.
Posted by Bodhirose on February 24, 2011