Poetry

Separation Anxiety (A Poem)

Looking forward

His hand in mine

And I’m soaring

But I feel that slight

Tug at my heel

As I look back at the past

I look back at the relationships

That ultimately must change

And I feel my wings flutter and fold

Struggling to stay

airborne.

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Poetry

Waiting (A Poem)

I’m waiting

For you

For a blue sky

Reflected on an azure lake

I’m waiting for you

For a walk down the aisle

Lined with pale pink petals

And rusted lanterns

With flickering lights

I’m waiting

For you

For the first dance as you

Swirl me about the wooden floor

As layers of lace and tule

Twirl about our bodies

I’m waiting

For the words

That proclaim our everlasting love

For the kiss

That seals our dedication

For the tearful send-offs

And then

Dimmed

Lights.

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Poetry

The Five Stages: Acceptance

Is it surrender or acceptance that I feel?

When I know your gone, but I wish it wasn’t real?

When I walk in your home, and wish to see your face?

When there is an emptiness, a void, that cannot be replaced?

 

Have I accepted that you are truly gone?

Does going to work mean that I have moved on?

Have I accepted that the world has changed?

That our lives have now and forever been re-arranged?

 

Have I reached acceptance?

That mysterious fifth and final stage?

 

I accept and believe that this is not the end

I accept and believe that I will one day see you again

Side-by-side-by-side, our family will reunite in Heaven

Side-by-side with Christ, who has rescued and forgiven.

 

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Poetry

The Five Stages: Bargaining

It’s the “what if’s”

And “If only’s”

That causes our sleepless nights

 

What if the doctors had listened

Had given weight to his claims of pain

 

If only we had known sooner

Had realized how time would fly so quickly

 

Yes, it’s the “what if’s”

And “if only’s”

That flicker through our minds

 

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Poetry

The Five Stages: Anger

The record turns and wobbles

Scratched screams and sobs echo from the vinyl

But before it goes on to long

Let me set the record straight

 

There is no anger against you

You were a fighter, a champion

And even though we lost you

You did not lose

 

There is no anger against God

Who said no to a miracle,

But said yes to ending

Your pain.

 

There is anger against the Devil

Anger against sin, anger against

The sickness, the cancer that

ravaged you body.

 

There is anger when I think

Of what you will miss

But there is no anger

Against you.

 

There could never be anger

Against you.

 

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Poetry

Do You Want to Know What Love Is

Love is fifty plus years of marriage

Coming to a close in a room

At home while he lies

In a hospital bed

Love is how she dotes on him

Rubbing lotion in small

Circles on his skin and

Carmex on his lips

Love is how she helps to change

him and squirt water on

His dry tongue, doing

Whatever she can

Love is how he sometimes seems

To recognize her face, to touch

Her cheek with shaking fingers

And although he can no longer

Speak, his eyes show the love

And admiration he has

For the woman by his bedside.

That is love.

Poetry

Your Arms

Are my stronghold

When I have no strength

I walk through these halls

I hold it it and smile

I nod, even though I never

Heard the question

My brain is numb

Although I swear I can hear

My heart cracking

Inch

By

Inch

But I must be

Strong

Mustn’t I?

Except for when you are around

Except for when I am held

Protected, safe, sheltered

In your arms

When I can allow myself

To be weak

And to weep

As I hear my hear

My heart shatter

Piece

By

Piece

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Poetry

Waiting

I’m waiting

For you

For a blue sky

Reflected on an azure lake

I’m waiting for you

For a walk down the aisle

Lined with pale pink petals

And rusted lanterns

With flickering lights

I’m waiting

For you

For the first dance as you

Swirl me about the wooden floor

As layers of lace and tule

Twirl about our bodies

I’m waiting

For the words

That proclaim our everlasting love

For the kiss

That seals our dedication

For the tearful send-offs

And then

Dimmed

Lights.

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Poetry

Almighty Protector (A Poem)

Dust storms in from the East.

Rapids flood in from the West.

Fire billows in from the South.

Wind tunnels in from the North.

*

I am their target.

There is no escape.

*

Love surrounds me, covering like a blanket,

Forming a shield of immeasurable power.

*

Dust scatters, disintegrating against my Protector.

Waters part, unable to pass through my Guardian.

Fire sputters, dying out before the Almighty.

Wind relents, gasping in its attempt to escape the One.

*

I am His daughter.

I have no fear.

 

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