Open Poetry #43 |
Snowflakes Falling Over Helen House |
Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Snowflakes Falling Over Helen House By: Noah Eaton 12/15/08 . . . …even… …in this most darkest hour… …inside we are the same… …fragile length of strength… . . . …when… …the color’s draining from your face… …and the silver bells sound faint… …from the hospice balustrade… . . . …always remember… …to play after every storm… …courage is about laughing fear… …from the moment we are born… . . . …and when that purple moon… …sets upon your pale shoulders… …in convocation with the sunrise… …your heartsong won’t subside… . . . And even as the wounds begin to fade… …even as the tears no longer cascade… …even if I live… …and love differently after you pass… …the gentleness of your legacy… …will never be in doubt… …every time the snowflakes fall… …over Helen House… . . . …last night… …I lit a candle in your name… …heartbroken and bereaved… …this lonely Christmas eve… . . . …there… …as the tears were sliding down my face… …I heard silver bells clang… …from Mapledurham Estate… . . . …you were reminding… …us all to play after every storm… …and I sat on the Chiltern Hills… …watching turtle doves swarm… . . . …and that made me think… …even every caregiver is a wayfarer… …getting through by going through… …I just want to say to you… . . . Even as the wounds begin to fade… …even as the tears no longer cascade… …even if I live… …and love differently after you pass… …the gentleness of your legacy… …will never be in doubt… …every time the snowflakes fall… …over Helen House… . . . And when… …you turn off the bedroom light… …for the final time… …after you say goodbye… . . . …and your friends… …smile with sadness in their eyes… …they know you know today… …and with you they will pray… . . . And when you’re short of breath… …when you can’t rest your head… …knowing you’ll need to learn to live… …and love differently in the afterglow… …the gentleness of her legacy… …will never be in doubt… …every time the snowflakes fall… …over Helen House… . . . . . . . . . . "If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other" Mother Teresa |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
This was lovely Noah -Juju |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
The love that radiates in Helen House is always enough to see those kids through - nicely done Noah. Sad time of the year for that house. |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
"play after every storm" ...there are volumes in this phrase alone...passionate-heart-felt masterpiece...exquisite |
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amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
Stunning! |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
nice write |
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WolfHeart Junior Member
since 2008-12-17
Posts 23Oregon, USA |
Astounding! This is perfect poetry that draws the heart of the reader into its embrace. You write beautifully - I was a Hospice Home Health Aide for years and you brought back many memories. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Oh, my friend... you have the most beautiful heart... and it's on full display here in this magnificent, poignant write. Well done!! |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
nice read |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
Yes it is a poignant post Noah, so much enjoyed. Lindsay |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Beautiful Noah Loved the captured depth of reflection. Eric |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
You still around?...You must be about 50 now? |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
LOL! You're a little light on that Toe..... I'll take that as a compliment actually..... Eric |
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