Tag: death
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Little Grey Whippet
It all happened so fast on a blind corner on the highway I couldn’t swerve to miss you you ran straight into the road cars coming both ways you turned back in front of me the sound of the impact lingers long after the fact so loud, for such a small thing I don’t know…
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14 years
When Autumn blows, when Winter snows, when Summer slows, when Spring plants grow, I remember you. You were my seasons, and I was content, to let you be my reason, for taking the next breath. Years have turned, some dreams have burned, and I have learned, some memories do not return. Each tiny part that…
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A Poem for a Friend of my Friend
Somewhere, in what others would call her fall from grace, she found her freedom. That choice was hers, what others decide to remember, is theirs. The Universe calls us home, and each of us will fall, from here to there, and become more. Look to the light, believe in love, remember in kindness. Somewhere, in…
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12 Years
there was something in the look in our photo and I cannot recapture it the memory of the shape is gone and I am lost a glorious technicolour film in surround sound reduced to a screen play stark black and white words on paper It does not come close to explaining they way I feel…
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Remembering – or Not
Reading a post by Karen on “days and months” and Lhu Wen Kai made a comment that got me thinking, about something I try hard NOT to think about – memories. Part of what Karen said was: My formative years wiped out. In conversation I couldn’t remember very much of our time together and somehow felt…
Ceenoa 
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