I see me now,
And reflect on a time when
Once lost ,
Needing to be found again
I see those years,
Just a walk on part
On the stage
Of my life
In a house I occupied,
But where I did not
Live
In a bed I slept,
But did not
Dream
My echoing thoughts,
A confirmation
Of loneliness,
Filled with emptiness,
Although be it without solitude
The night could have been day,
The day could have been night
Irrelevant
For I mourned both,
But wished,
Both away
Dark sadness
Medicine,
A mere band aid
For an open bleeding heart
Time,
Hurt in the moment
Hurt as it passed
Yet stood still as it ran
It was then when I had
Cancer of the Soul,
Living lifeless,
Needing to be born again
Not wanting to grow old
Breathtakingly beautiful.
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Oh my…Thank you so, so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Oh my belies Heater. Reading this just leaves. Me incapable of finding the words to express the hug I want to give you!!!!! 💖🌻💞💝🎨🎶📏📩🔑
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Hugs back, Dear Easter:* :* :* Thank you for reading from your sick bed 😦
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You hhave cheered mubheart
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lol! “smart phones” 😉 but I know what you are saying 🙂
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Oh my gosh! How embarrassing 😮
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nooooooo…..all good 😉
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Cheered my. Heart so manly times. The Pom as fantastic xoxox
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Thank you!!!! ….go rest 😉 xoxo
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I hVe no choice. Eyes are. Becoming so heavey
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rest deep, my Friend xoxox
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It was love the to read from my sick bed. Reading it although painful, was very comforting to my soul in that you shared something so intimate and private.
Thanks again Heather,
XOXO XOXO
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As I recall, you have done the same for me, Easter ❤
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you are a wonderful poet, this piece is lovely
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A very gracious compliment….it always means the most if it can touch someone else. Thank you, Mommy!!!!
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Deeply moving, and as your other reader said, “Breathtakingly beautiful”–started my poet’s wheels turning yet again.
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Thanks, Star 🙂 Keep those wheels in motion, they are good ones 🙂 !!!
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Hi Heather-
I cannot read this poem. I read it twice, but I don’t think I can read it again.
xxoo,
Christopher (Jesse’s brother).
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Awwww, Christopher, Thanks for coming on and having a second go of it…the further away you are from that time, the easier perhaps, it is to reflect on it. Hugs, Heather
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I don’t usually read comments – I feel like I should write my comment without being influenced by other opinions. For some reason I read these comments first. I don’t know what prompted me to do so. But now that I did read, I glean you’ve written this piece for a lovely friend. If this is correct and they are not well, I hope they will be. You’ve shown the utmost tender care and compassion in your ethereal words and profound imagery…
AnnMarie 🙂
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It was a reflection of my own depression that I suffered many years ago. It was long and very heavy. At times, reflction is important so we can benchmark just how far we’ve come. And yes, in a way you were right becuase I am now, again my own friend. Thank you for your long generous comment, Ann ❤ hugs, Heather
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Your words were so deeply moving, I assumed they reached out from a dark place to help pull someone into the light. I’m so glad you reached and pulled to the other side.
One of my siblings suffered a tremendous breakdown. I was so very concerned for them – I had them stay with me and my family for nearly a year. I watched what they went through and tried always supporting. Therapy, psychologists and all the rest of the medical profession can help so much – but ultimately it is the individual who must somewhere, somehow find the strength when they have nothing left to give and give enough to tilt forward and move… I’m truly glad you’re in a better place. It is clear from your writing you’re a sensitive, caring, loving and intelligent soul – and a great mom 🙂
AnnMarie 🙂
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You did a dear thing and an incrediblly needed task of looking after her/him. It was half a lifetime ago for me but the experience stays forever, as does the growth. I am deeply moved by your kind words. I feel quite honored with such a grand compliment. I thank you sooo kindly, AnnMarie xo
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🙂
Have a wonderful and refreshing Friday
AnnMarie 🙂
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You too!!!! 😀
H.
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Sweet dreams
:-0 (hope this mean a yawn too)
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Amazing. Beautiful. Heart-breaking and heart-expanding. Thank you!
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You are welcome, Ann. Thank you for your time 🙂
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I find this beautiful. The last lines were so astounding, it can echo in my mind all day.
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A beautiful comment…Thank you dearly 🙂
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You’re very much welcome. I really love your writings 🙂 Keep on going 🙂
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Hi Heather,
I can see why you mentioned this beautiful poem. Beauty out of pain, time has healed most of the pain and beauty has returned to your soul.
So glad we found we other.
M
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Reblogged this on SURVIVORS BLOG HERE and commented:
When thinking of this Blog and my poetry blog,I thought to post this here. This one holds a special place in my heart and soul. I hope that maybe, it will reach some of you as well. With love, Heather
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Beautiful! The second stanza was my favorite. “In a bed I slept, But did not Dream” – just love this, Heather. The perfect moment of realization.
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Thank you for reading, Laine. Of all, this is one of them that hits the closest to home.
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Beautiful Heather 🙂
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I was hoping it would be a fit. Thank you ❤
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Hi Heather
The beauty and tragedy of this poem is different every time I read. I’m having a hard time today and the words remind me to keep walking forward.
Hugs
M
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