A passing-

without warning

this unexpected loss –

an early december

This was read at the eulogy today. I am not sure if this belonged to the person who read it or if it was borrowed. In any case, it was fitting:-

“laugh when you can

cry when you must

apologize when you should and change the sphere of life if you will

dream big

take risks

study life’s plays feverishly

make the play

score the goal

volunteer your time

mend broken hearts

fall down but get up and learn from your mistakes

live life on purpose for a purpose and with purpose each and every day”

2/07/1958 – 10/31/2022

Pat

11/12/22

Warm Memories

in this backward glance

no haunting, just goofy smiles

and warm memories

Pat

10/12/22

For Ronovan Writes Haiku, a senryu. The prompt words are Glance & Haunt. To participate or just read go here

https://ronovanwrites.com/2022/10/09/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-431-glance-and-haunt/

After Words – Quadrille

These conversations of ours

It feels like you are forever in my presence

moreso than when you walked the earth

So agreeable, and still with the jokes

Don’t you have somewhere else to be?

What type of grieving is this?

– these conversations of ours

Pat

8/08/2022

For dVerse Poets Pub where the host, De, gives the word Type to be used in a quadrille (a 44 word poem created at dVerse). To participate or just read, go here

Maple

the tall maple is a shimmering yellow

the deep crunch beneath my feet

sounds mournful still

its twin to the left

was being gnawed at by rot

and had to be removed

since then I haven’t had the heart

to poach its sticky syrup

I will never forget the gasp escaping the earth

as huge sections of the trunk was felled

the house shook

Pat R

10/13/20

For dVerse Poets Pub… an interesting prompt this week where Sarah is hosting – Three little words. Stop by to read or participate here

My choice : Sticky. Left. Gasp

Conversations

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She came to visit on a peaceful saturday evening. Meandering conversations about everyday things, morphed into events of childhood and upbringing.

The traumas and dramas, the love and conflicts. Families and their decisions made out of love, that is truly misunderstood by the young minds they were meant to  shield.
 
Then came reflections on this life changing sorrow. There are moments caught between heart-beats, that goes the way of time. There is no changing it. There is no revisiting it And its one true quality is that it is everlasting.

This was one of those moments. After the revelation it just hung in the air.

a mother’s grief –
in remembrance
through decades, she kept
the last T-shirt he wore,
bullet hole intact

Pat R

2/16/20

For dVerse Poets Pub where Kim is hosting and the phrase to be incorporated in the response is
” There are moments caught between heart-beats”

Sense of Loss

fall colors gone
bare branches stalk gray skies –
sense of loss

Pat R

6/08/17

Inspired by:

Even a breeze may fail me
When I desire it.
Little I should grieve,
If only, sure of its coming,
I could await even a breeze
© Princess Kagami

&

through tears
cherry blossoms scattered
by the breeze
© Chèvrefeuille

For

Carpe Diem Haiku

http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.co.uk/2017/06/carpe-diems-time-travel-ancient.html?m=1