Dark Poetry #2 |
Talking to the Angels |
catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Dedicated to Eva, my beloved Grandmother She is old, her frail body folding up like a wilting flower. Every day a new problem. Ninety three years is a big burden for such tiny shoulders. No one can carry it for her. Her pale skin, thin as an onion tears at will. She bruises with a touch. Faded eyes can no longer see her favored television shows, can no longer read. Her life is not enjoyable in the least. It's harsh, this aging process. Unforgiving. It seems light years since she was well. She is so tired. Late at night, when she can't sleep, she talks to the angels, and asks them when.... |
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LarBear Member
since 2000-06-23
Posts 138Kingston, New York |
Sandra, You have captured your gradmothers time of waiting. Time is not returnable, and unfortantly, Aging is the process that we all have to endure. 93 years old, I cant imgine all the history she has saw. Both World Wars, phones, radio, man on the moon, and now, these funky little computers. Great poem.. As always.. Larbear |
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insect Senior Member
since 2000-04-22
Posts 1014 |
This one gets my vote! This is beautiful! |
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Hardrock Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 948New Hampshire, USA |
Cat...the love you have for your grandmother is obvious. This poem is so right on target...talking to the angels. Rest assured, they will answer her in due time. Love ya..Hardrock |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Cat,...this poem just crawled off the screen and into my heart. You have captured it all here. I am so totally impressed with this immensely touching piece. It's just perfect in every way, it *sigh*,...I don't know,...it's really a fantastic poem. Take care S. *Peace. |
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Deborah1 Senior Member
since 2000-06-22
Posts 653New Hampshire |
I know your Gram..this is heart-wrenching for me!!! I know your pain,hon, and Im always here for you, I will tell you that although this is part of life, I know how you are feeling at this time. ((hugs)) Deb1 The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose...--Hada Bejar |
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Deborah1 Senior Member
since 2000-06-22
Posts 653New Hampshire |
A needed P.S here, because this is really delicate, I know everyone here at DP will be by your side too!!! The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose...--Hada Bejar |
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kynder Senior Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 537Tallahassee, Florida |
oh dear moonbeam... this must have been so very hard to write. i really can't say much.. you have touched me. excellent work. kynder Sunshine can not bleach The snow, Nor time unmake what Poets know. Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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