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A Beautiful Woman

1 Aug

I saw today
A beautiful woman.
Her long brown hair
Framed her face perfectly,
Her make up was done up right,
And when she talked,
She gestured with a confidence
Of someone comfortable with life
And the world.

We went outside and began
To talk of days gone by.
As we talked, she pulled
Out a cigarette to smoke;
A deep sadness filled me,
And about the cigarette
I asked her why. It relieves
The stress of my my hectic
life, helps me forget the strife.

I saw today
A beautiful woman.
Her long brown hair brushed
To frame her face perfectly,
The funeral director had done
Her make up just right,
The cancer took her from us,
And tears rolled from my eyes,
As I said to her my last goodbyes.

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A Mother’s Song (version 2)

12 Jul
Dear Lord,
Have mercy on me.
My body is failing,
Can't you see?

I'm in pain,
Confused and scared.
My husband and sons,
And friends who cared,
Aren't ready to let go of me.
But the pain meds,
They don't work as well,
Why must this be?

I don't know what to do,
From the pain I want to be free.
But what of my loved ones?
How will they go on without me?

Though my health is going,
My body failing,
My heart is full,
My spirit is soaring.

My husband,
And my sons,
Though my body will be gone,
With you always I'll be,
No matter where you are.

Over you I'll be watching,
Your guardian spirit,
Residing forever in your heart,
My voice a mother's song,
Do you hear it?

A Mother’s Song (version 1)

11 Jul
Great Mother,
Have mercy on me.
My body is failing,
Can't you see?

I'm in pain,
Confused and scared.
My husband and daughter,
And friends who cared,
Aren't ready to let go of me.
But the pain meds,
They don't work as well,
Why must this be?

I don't know what to do,
From the pain I want to be free.
But what of my loved ones?
How will my daughter go on without me?

Though my health is going,
My body failing,
My heart is full,
My spirit is soaring.

My daughter,
My shining Star,
Though my body will be gone,
With you always I'll be,
No matter where you are.

Over you I'll be watching,
Your guardian spirit,
Residing forever in your heart,
My voice a mother's song,
Do you hear it?

Posting Two Versions Of A Poem

10 Jul

Monday, 11 July 2011, I will be posting version one of “A Mother’s Song”. On Tuesday, 12 July 2011, I will post version two of “A Mother’s Song”. Version one was written for a friend I have lost track of whom was dealing with a lot of pain at the time I wrote the poem for her and her daughter. Version two was a revised version in memoriam of my mother whom passed away in 2008. Comments onĀ and rating the two versions would be appreciated.

Kneeling With My Forehead To The Ground

26 May

Kneeling with my forehead
To the ground, the tears
Flowing from my eyes,
Wondering what happened
To bring us here,
Steel grey clouds
Cover the sky

Kneeling with my forehead
To the ground, dealing
With the loss I have found,
Trying to figure out
The reasons why this
happened, cold wind
Blows as I cry

Kneeling with my forehead
To the ground, In front
Of your gravestone
You rest without a sound,
Your pain too great
To go on, and I’m left
Alone wondering why

Lament Of The Sea Witch

27 Mar
On certain nights seen can she be,
when the surf becomes rough from a brewing storm at sea.
A dark-haired woman simply dressed standing in the sand,
where the water beats at the land.

Deep sorrow fills her eyes,
and the tears running down her face are no surprise.
Stand quietly and without comment,
Listen to her story and her lament.

Fell in love did she, 
with a young man who sailed the sea.
And he in love with her it seems,
together they had family dreams.

A fisherman by trade,
far out to sea where big money can be made.
Their courtship lasted for three years,
and on their marriage day many happy tears.

His frequent trips kept their marriage from being stagnant,
and one day she smiled at him and said that she was pregnant.
Casting the tarot to check how their future would be,
Shock she felt at seeing future tragedy.

Charms and amulets for him she did make,
begging him to wear them for safety's sake.
Smiling, he kissed her and took what she'd made,
And seemingly did as she bade.

But to superstitious crewmates the charms he gave,
And it was their lives the charms would save.
Caught in a storm his fate was sealed,
and to the sea his life he did yield.

The survivors returned to tell their story,
of those they lost without heroic glory.
A tree they planted for the pregnant widow,
In her husband's memory a weeping willow.

Her tragic story is not yet done,
at Pearl Harbor she lost her son.
A water witch ever was she,
and to her death she walked into the sea.

Now she waits on the Eastern coast,
not as a person but a grieving ghost.
Crying no louder than a whispered sound,
knowing no rest til her family she has found.

I Should Be Tempted To Forget

26 Mar
I should be tempted to forget,
All the wrongs I've done to others,
And to myself, through the years of regret,
Anger, hurt, and tears.

But forgetfullness does not come,
Though lessons I have learned.
My heart aches to be numb,
I should be tempted to forget.