Tag: Grief

I Share My Grief

I share my grief in private places.
Blanket pressed hard to my face
in the dark, in the bathroom, door
closed behind me bent over the sink.

I share my grief in private places.
Smoothing it with lotion onto the
skin of my belly, deceptive and
swollen, yet emptied.
Bereaved in its own special way
echoing the pain that throbs beneath
the surface of every blood-run vein,
every artery connecting all the parts
of my useless body.

I share my grief in private places.
In my thoughts. In my feelings.
In the moments between when
they look at me, in the moments
their backs are turned.
I share my grief in my solitude.

I share my grief in the patches of
Light and in the patches of Dark, that
mark the timeline of my life today.

I share my grief.

 

 

 

copyright 2007 mds. All Rights Reserved.

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Six A.M.

when i want to

hold my baby

in my empty arms

 

i reach across

i stroke the hair of

the ones before my eyes

my fist unfolds

it dulls this ache

left by tiny

footprints

 

copyright of poem and photo both: mds 2007. All rights reserved.

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Extraterrestrial

Lonely extraterrestrial
Leans her head against the tree
Thinks of all she is
All she’s yet to be

Cold choices, colder fates
I feel I wasn’t consulted!
“In the beginning . . . “
In the beginning, WHAT
When we sat. Can’t this be halted?
Stalled?

We’ve had this discussion before
Says the tree, basking
Silent in its solitude
Decades ago, remember asking?

“Who am I?” Who do I want to be?
And now you know. Yes, I know.
Not just what they want to see
But Me and All of Me.

Lonely extraterrestrial
Feels ground beneath her seat
Wonders if it’s worth it
These planetary feats

These promises she’s tendered
“Til Death do we part”
This lifelong commitment
That excludes her heart

Lonely extraterrestrial
Looks outward to the sky
To the stars feels the wind
Whispers . . .

. . . Goodbye.

 

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Featured photo, a painting titled “The Dryad”
is the work of Jeremiah Morelli
For more information, visit Jeremiah’s website
or his facebook page.

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Each of us has the power to shift and realign with the heart,
as we let go, forgive, ask for forgiveness,
and move through our collective grief
to our seat of personal power within the heart of love.”

– http://www.mysticmamma.com
LionsGate 2017

 

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 “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God.
All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made.”
-John 1:1-3

 

Extraterrestrial, Copyright M.D.S 2017 All Rights Reserved

 

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