Open Poetry #13 |
I Hid Her Pictures (Repost) |
Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
I Hid Her Pictures by Michael Auguste My mother passed away in 1990. Like my father, she was also cremated and I spread her ashes at the ocean. It's taken me ten years to write this. Her pictures are still out of sight as they've been since that day) A flower must take one last look At one more sun before it dies I wonder if that's how she felt I wish that I could search her eyes So often grief will try to win And try to blind my eyes with tears And now I stand here hurt again As I have been for many years Choke back the sobs, get on with life Although you feel so all alone Be strong for both your son and wife Remember you still have a home I often in the mirror see Her face when gazing at my own Because I am her son, you see Aloud, I wish that I could moan I miss her smile so very much I miss her wisdom and miss her scent I miss her guidance and her touch I miss the way her life was spent Deep sadness runs on little feet They seek the darkness of my heart And in a crowd do they all meet So they can rip what's left apart Confused and numb I wander on My father gone nine years before And now my mother, please no more I often feel so all alone Such loving things she'd tried to teach That I rebelled against in youth But now they're part of who I am I'm able now to see their truth I hid her pictures from my sight So stronger could I grow with years And find a room to lock this hurt So I could see, without the tears Her body turned to ashes be I carried them with gentle hands And cast them to the winds at sea Then watched them fall upon the sands Nine years before I did the same With my poor father, bless his heart So now they're both just sea and sand And will forever be a part Sometimes I sit and watch the sea As starlight bathes me in the night I know they're there, just out of reach And will be with the coming light Though years have come and years have gone Forgetfulness they would not bring My heart has yet to find new song My voice forgotten how to sing But strong I must be, this I know These tears in prison must I keep For if I let just one tear flow Forever do I think I'd weep Proust- |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Michael--Grief is such a hard thing...it hits so hard and wrings so much from our want to carry on...I keep my pictures where I can see them...to remember. This poem is so full of the emotional impact of loosing a loved one...very well done! |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ah, my Auguste Michael....never did I let my parents' photos linger in a drawer, out in the open, I only want them more... take them out my friend, and let them breathe yet once again, let your children, and grandchildren too, know that they made the you of you.... hugs.... |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
Martie and Karilea, I'm glad you two were and are able to keep your photos out where they can be seen. The last time I saw a picture of my mother was eleven years ago. I'm still not ready yet to hang them back up on the walls. I have home movies that are also packed away. Grief is a hard and torturous thing and we each handle it in the best way that we can. This is my way. Thank you for reading and many blessings to you both. My best, Michael Proust- |
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Tennessee Angel Senior Member
since 2000-06-03
Posts 661Tennessee |
Never having lost a parent, I offer no advice. But this is a beautiful piece and I pray that your poet's heart will find peace. God bless you. [This message has been edited by Tennessee Angel (edited 03-23-2001).] |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
MichaelA~ We each process our grief in different ways ... I pray that your way brings comfort for you. I celebrate my tears - especially when they fall for someone I've loved and lost. It is not easy ... not ever, my friend. *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
Tennessee Angel, Thank you for your prayers. They mean much to me. God bless you also. Marge, No, it's never easy. We each do grieve in our own way. This is the way I found it most comfortable for myself. Thank you. Michael Proust- |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
I miss my mother very much also, thank you for a poignant reminder of how very special she was. Kathleen Blake |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
Irish Rose, No thanks is necessary. Mothers hold a place like no one else will ever be able to in our hearts. I don't think we ever truly appreciate what our parents went through until we become parents ourselves. Mothers are very special and deserving of much thanks. God bless you and thank you for reading this. Michael Proust- |
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Dee Member Elite
since 2000-08-19
Posts 2330Queensland, Australia |
Michael, you know how much this means to me. A very touching poem full of love. Dee I wish you every happiness and may you always have the best of the good things in life. a brand |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~I have to say, that I am truly overwhelmed with emotion after reading this from you. Your words are clear, they breathe, they crawl around inside of me. I have been reached. *Peace for your heart. |
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Dee Member Elite
since 2000-08-19
Posts 2330Queensland, Australia |
I'm sure I replied to this already. Maybe a senior moment? I love this one Michael, it means so much to me. Dee I wish you every happiness and may you always have the best of the good things in life. a brand |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Your pain runs all through this poem, but it is such a lovely tribute to your mother Perhaps writing about it will help. I hope so. Betty Lou Hebert |
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kaile
since 2000-02-06
Posts 5146singapore |
Mike, grief is a horrible flea that clings and sucks us dry...i applaud you for writing this piece and wish you well in your journey in coming to terms with your grief... hugs... |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
Dee, Thank you for liking this one. It took me eleven years, as you know, before I felt able to write this poem. Spitfire, That I've "reached" you is probably the highest compliment that any writer can ever hope to receive and I sincerely thank you for it. Betty, Yes, writing does help, but not nearly enough. Thank you for reading this piece. faterider, Grief is a tough thing, as you know. We just do the best we can and move on. Thanks for reading. Michael Proust- |
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Mother_Earth Senior Member
since 2000-11-20
Posts 13701/2 year Texas & 1/2 year Michigan |
Auguste, my mom went to visit the angels 4 years ago. I didn't get to say good bye. She didn't remember who I was, but I knew her. I keep a picture where I can see it each day because I have to! This is my way and you have told us your way. Who is to say which is right. Many hugs for you and yours, ME |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
Michael, this was so very touching. As you know, I lost my father to cancer nearly two years ago and even now I find it so difficult to visit the family home as that is where he died and it takes all my strength to go there to visit my Mum....I just don't think she'd understand and I feel guilty that I don't go there much. I think you would understand how I feel? I do know one thing, Michael, that your parents would have been so very proud of you and the wonderful things you have written. I'm sure many people who have commented on your poems would agree when I say that your writing is truly an inspiration to so many and the kindness of your soul reaches out through your poetry. Thank you Michael......Sue Suetang |
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Bec Member
since 2001-02-23
Posts 475Canberra |
Michael, This is beautiful. Although I am lucky enough to have both my parents, I do understand to an extent your grief. I miss my Gramps very much, as I'm sure Mum knows. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to remember him with happy memories, rather than sad ones. Bec The past is a foreign country - they do things differently there ~ Unknown |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
Mother Earth, I'm very sorry to hear about your mother. I know how difficult it has to be for you. Big hugs to you this Mondeay morning. Sue, Yes, I do understand very well. My mother lived nine years after my father died and for those years I had to visit her in the same house which he died. That I am able to touch people in a positive way with my writing is what keeps me putting pen to paper. Thank you for your generous and kind words. Bec, Yes, I know about your Gramps and am truly sorry, sweetie. I know he is dearly missed by you, your mom, Ness and everyone whose life this special man touched. Hugs to you, dear. Michael Proust- |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
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