A Shadow on my Mind

Your key is hanging on the hook, 

redundant and unused.

And on the vacant seat you sat, 

the cushion is confused.

The records on the turntable, 

yet silence fills the air.

Your cup and saucer on the shelf, 

brimming over with despair.

As I wonder through each room,

your waiting there for me.

Your all around this home of ours, 

your in the air I breathe.

That day you turned away from me, 

you left a part of you behind.

For you still walk throughout my days, 

as a shadow of my mind.

*

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Another Goodbye 

Another friend left here today, 

she won’t be coming home.

She’s gone to pastures yonder, 

where the good souls roam.

I didn’t get a chance to say, 

what she meant to me.

It doesn’t really matter now, 

I suppose that she can see.

It’s her daughter that worries me, 

her grief is so brand new.

She’s numb with shock it’s tragic, 

not sure of what to do.

And the grandson who found her, 

tried to keep her alive.

Bless his heart, I mean it, 

oh, how hard he tried.

Then those family arguments, 

that come at times like this.

When people find another place, 

to put the things they miss.

So my friend if you’re watching, 

believe me they’ll be fine.

They are suffering the loss of you, 

they’ll be needing time.

 

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New Blog

Hi my lovely blogging community.

I have started a new blog and wonder if you would mind taking a look if you have the time and give me some feedback.  My reason for starting this is I wanted a separate space to think about subjects close to my heart, see if I can be of any help to others.  It is still very much in it’s infancy, I have more to do but thought this might be the best time to get your feedback.  I’m not sure if it will be of any use but I’m hopeful.

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I intend to continue with this blog, I just wanted to see if I could create something else.

I would welcome your comments, the nicer the better 🙂

Is it any wonder?

Is it any wonder, why I’m feeling like I do.

Everything has changed,

and I am missing you.

Is it any wonder, why I am feeling cold.

I’m feeling like I’m falling,

with nothing left to hold.

Is it any wonder, why I push it all down deep.

Only to resurface,

when I’m fast asleep.

Is it any wonder, that I turned out as I am.

Grateful for what you gave to me

I’m your greatest fan.

Is it any wonder, why I feel this way today.

It’s two years at eleven,

since you went away.

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Misery is Banned – DP

Any misery today is banned,

I just will not let it in.

I cast it off into the sky,

when I sense it might begin.

Today is for fond memories,

bubbling up and down.

So many very precious,

when I take a look around.

Today the anniversary,

of when you went away.

It rips me up inside,

but I know you couldn’t stay.

Today I’m waiting for a sign,

I’m sure that’s not a sin,

Any misery today is banned,

I will not let it in.

via Daily Prompt: Banned

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The Bench


Today I’ll sit upon the bench 

and spend a while with you.

It’s where we sat when you were here, 

I’ll be thinking too.

Of the lessons I have learnt, 

like those connected to grief.

To make the most of what I have, 

our time on earth so brief.

To treasure each and every moment, 

as if it might be the last.

To not attach to earthly things, 

as all things come to pass.

I will smile as I think of you, 

with memories so strong.

When I go down to that bench, 

will you come along.


Another Day


Waking up, I’m all alone, 

there’s a deep silence all around.

I turn again into my dreams, 

where such solitude I’d found.

Wrapped in a cleansing blanket, 

kindness is the thread.

Safe there with my memories, 

those love stories in my head.

I wrap myself warm and go outside, 

it’s nature that’s calling me.

I watch as a mother protects her young, 

the greatest privilege to see.

All around the day comes alive, 

with energies abound.

I connect with Mother Earth, 

in this special place I’ve found.

I send out thoughts to the universe, 

the love I send is true.

Two years today since you left, 

I’m still really missing you.


Pathways Travelled

 

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Lots of walks I take alone,

where I walked with you before.

Strolled the pathways of the south,

there isn’t many more.

We used to talk of many things,

the flowers and the trees.

Collected bouquets for the hearth,

that I’d arrange to please.

We tried to answer lives great question,

what is it all about.

It was nature gave us pointers,

sometimes it would shout.

We saw all the babies in the spring,

then lone robins in the fall.

Those walks were like the theatre,

and they didn’t cost at all.

Now I walk those tracks alone,

still trying to work it out.

Our very favourite question,

of what is this is all about.

The Medium

I feel I have a female energy, 

she’s coming through with love.

She’s telling you she’s with you here, 

not somewhere up above.

She’s telling me she watches you, 

this week she watched you dance.

She’s happy that your trying now, 

and giving life a chance.

Her death was so unexpected, 

she knows it was a shock.

She’s come to tell you life goes on, 

for her, the other sides unlocked.

She used to wear an emerald ring, 

you keep it by your bed.

She saw you pick it up last night, 

she heard those words you said.

I’m feeling her emotions, 

she’s washing them through me.

She’s sending all the love she can, 

she wants to help you see.

That she hasn’t gone that far away, 

just stepped through the door.

And now she’s getting stronger, 

she’s with you more and more.

She’s asking that I thank you, 

for the love you gave in life.

She says she was so very proud, 

to be your darling wife.

She sees you with the children, 

when your having fun.

She knows it’s been so very hard, 

for them to loose their mum.

She visits them at night time, 

when their fast asleep.

She gives them gentle kisses, 

with more memories to keep.

I feel she wants to tell you, 

she won’t ever go away.

She’ll always be right with you, 

until she meets you there one day.

So speak out loud to her each day, 

she hears you when you do.

Please know she watches you daily, 

she sends so much love to you.

She’s talking about a candle, 

the one that just won’t stay alight.

She’s telling me she blows it out, 

as you light it every night.

She’s a very good communicator, 

as her love is very strong.

She’s saying you didn’t need to visit me, 

because you had her all along.



Things We Hold Onto…

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Chanel No 5 and strong cheddar cheese,

over that rainbow and always say please.

Those books piled so high, and not just one or two,

all of these things are reminders of you.

Those long walks in summer, while humming a tune,

cancer a birth sign that’s ruled by the moon.

So many memories, tied up in my mind,

there’s still one or two more I’m hoping to find.

The last card that you sent me, still on the book shelf,

only one wine glass now as I’m all by myself.

Sound of your laughter still rings in my ears,

no one would believe, I’ve not heard it in years.

The photos I have out, so sticky with touch,

those ones of us giggling, oh we didn’t care much.

Things gathered around me and all over my home,

I don’t want to forget and feel so alone.

Objects of desire, trinkets and such,

some of these of great value, some not so much.

Things help us get by, things transport us home,

but even with things we are still just alone.