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Ashes in the Wind |
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ivordavies Senior Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 739Chester, England 
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today's a special day - Ashes in the Wind Some folk lie peaceful in their graves. That’s not the place for me. For ‘though I’m dead, or so they say! My spirit still flies free. I had a tough life, here on earth, That some would find a strain. With bits of me that did not work, And sometimes lots of pain. Although in hospital I went, A few score times or more. They could not fix, what I ain’t got, Just help when things were poor. I loved my short stay here all right, My friends, my family too. I showed them all, the way for me, Enjoyed my whole life through. It really was a blessing, To awake to each new day. Our lives are meant for living, Not to pass the time away. With swimming, dancing, dating, And ‘drinking’ that’s for sure. They’ve even had to put me back. In my wheelchair off the floor! I was not a ‘normal’ person, There is no such thing you see. Everyone has special needs, Whoever you may be. While growing to my early youth, With rampant teenage needs, I think I gave my parents hell, At times, or so it seems. They loved me very dearly, And helped me grow and thrive. So when I left for college, They knew I would ‘survive’. I grew into a woman there, Then prepared to go back home. But fate it dealt a bitter blow, I only wish I’d known. When ‘choosing’ help, to put things right, The surgery went wrong. I will not bore you with the facts, Would take me far too long. Then after weeks of holding on, By life’s ‘slender silky thread’. Doctors told the ones I love, I’m afraid your daughters dead. “That’s not true!” I screamed at them, As they stood, ‘Oh so near’. But nothing I could say or do, Could make the ‘living’ hear. Their souls were torn and ripped apart, They turned and left my room. Parting brought a sadness, That filled all their lives with gloom. They knew I’d gained my freedom, But would not accept a grave. So they took me to the ‘burning place’, And in a pot I stayed! ‘Till we climbed the highest mountain, Yes, my brothers, them and me! Then scattered ash across the world, And set my spirit free. So when you feel a gentle breeze, Or gales that rush around. I’m with you there, in everything, Not lying in the ground. Lesley Ann Davies (with a little help from her dad) The moment created this second, is a moment that's going to last. It lives the full spectrum of time, the future, the present and past. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Dear ivor This poem meant alot to me...a daughter, a death, a mountain and ashes, are all a part of my life. Thank you for writing this with her help.  |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Lesley Ann Davies and her father -- Thank you for such beauty and honesty. Thank you for sharing and teaching. "Our lives are meant for living, Not to pass the time away." Truer words have not been written - I am moved and I listened to the wisdom shared. You have made a small place in my heart. Alison |
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Fairplay Member
since 2007-01-15
Posts 222England |
Yes a timely reminder for me too….. Makes complaints about how hard our own lives can be seem a bit hollow… |
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icequeen Senior Member
since 2001-12-09
Posts 633FL USA |
While the subject matter of this may be uncomfortable for some, I found much comfort in it. My mom & I had a conversation just yesterday regarding this -we expressed our wishes and promised each other to make them known and complete. You and Lesley have done a magnificent job of showing that it is not all sadness and tears. Bravo! I loved it. Caroline He who wants a rose must respect the thorn. |
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ivordavies Senior Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 739Chester, England |
Thank you all for sharing this with us, I do know how painful reminders like this can be. A card somebody sent to us simply said, ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same..... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I believe this to be a quote from a piece by an unknown author: “Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some move our souls to dance. They awaken us to new understanding with the passing whisper of their wisdom. Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon. They stay in our lives for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts and we are never, ever the same.” It wasn't a close friend who sent it, but it is still framed on our wall. Like the 'King of Terrors' it is a piece of poetry we will always wear in our minds. Ivor and Joan |
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Angel4aKing Senior Member
since 2006-09-27
Posts 1372USA |
I really needed to read this...it is absolutely beautiful!!!!! ~~~kingsangel~~~ |
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ivordavies Senior Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 739Chester, England |
Angel4aKing Thank you for reading... |
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Beatrice Boyle Member
since 2006-12-06
Posts 438 |
Oh Ivor...I'm so sorry I missed this when you first wrote it...I've been down with a stomach virus and have only been casually glancing at the site. You know without my saying it, how much I would like to comfort you and Joan at this time. You, my friend have done a beautiful job of perpetuating her memory so that she is not forgotten.  We also know, that we share the belief that they are not truly "gone" but only in a different dimension. I know she is truly proud of her Dad and what he has accomplished.Love to you both,  Bea |
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ivordavies Senior Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 739Chester, England |
30th April 2004 when it was 'first' posted (the only other post of this) you was one of the first to respond Bea... Looking back I am surprised that it was some 9 years before this was written, in about half an hour, on a car park where I was carrying out vehicle inspections under a marquee, during a break in my schedule. Normally I never know where my muse comes from and only read my words after they are written. This one was different and was a direct translation of thought in a blending of minds. The most difficult piece I have ever written and in line with my beliefs one that has to be shared.... While some have let me know in their responses that they fully understand, I feel that it is too painful/personal a subject for a lot to share. It's hard to celebrate a life when burdened by the feelings of loss. Ivor |
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