I’m not ready. Most days, I feel I never will be. Then there’s a glimmer. A faint poke of hope. I’m looking out. From the side of a mountain. I hear an echo of your voice. An avalanche is upon me. I’m not ready. Most days, I fear I never will be.
Tag: grief
Sway – March 28, 2019
The bend of the trees in the breeze, Can take your worries away if you please.
Insatiable – March 28, 2019
The Light I swallow, implodes my belly Leaving me hungry for more.
Talking to you…Pocket Change
I had a weak moment, and this Poem, Pocket Change, came from it. I'm not proud. Judge away... POCKET CHANGE - March 25, 2019 You'll never buy your way into my heart. Or did you think you could? My tears aren’t worth your time? You think your pocket change should make everything shine? Keep jingling … Continue reading Talking to you…Pocket Change
Grief by Death – March 25, 2019
This is death, followed by grief, And it’s ok. Buried, now awake, and strung out. Not myself, I don’t want to be. The sky opens each morning and night, And swallows my heart whole. Soaking in the sadness Perpetually overflowing. This is death, followed by grief, And it’s ok. Memories playing on repeat. Catch me … Continue reading Grief by Death – March 25, 2019
Talking to you…Tuesday 3/26/19 (rad music video link)
Take On Me (acoustic) by A Ha This song! It's funny how you can take someone else's lyrics and their meaning and apply them to your own life. This is just beautiful 😢❤️. My hopes are the poems that come from my experiences do just that for those they touch. Music is such a muse! … Continue reading Talking to you…Tuesday 3/26/19 (rad music video link)
Fake it – March 19, 2019
To shelter myself, undercover and alone. It grabbed me, and pulled me in. I excelled at the art, spun myself into many colors. Fake it, until you break it. The chant repeated. The minutes turned into hours, into days, then years had floated by. Finally, in one of those countless minutes, I arose. Cracked and … Continue reading Fake it – March 19, 2019
Fluid – March 24, 2019
Have you herd? Grief is fluid. Open the gates, And let the horses run!
A Moment – April 4, 2018
Today I woke up to our youngest making his way under the covers to snuggle. I took in the moment, but found my mind drifting away. Off I went to my own obligations. His warmth pulled me back. Our son was sweetly playing a game with his hands. I watched as he encircled his eyes … Continue reading A Moment – April 4, 2018
Tiny Voice – March 21, 2019
Does the world seem too big? Am I speaking out loud? My voice seems to be lost in the static.
Sleep Paralysis – March 10, 2019
Did you ever talk about it? I was scared to ask about it. It turned into the forbidden fruit, I was not tempted, Or brave, Or I didn’t want to know the truth. It hurt too bad. I pretended you were fine, as I pushed you away. Instinct took hold, sheltering my breaking heart. I wrapped … Continue reading Sleep Paralysis – March 10, 2019
Grief’s Praise – March 17, 2019
Mom, you were my home. Your arms, your eyes, your voice. I loved home.
Flood – March 21, 2019
The water lurches onto the land, Suffocating everything it covers. A blanket of beauty, twinkling as the sun bounces it’s rays, shimmering along it’s path. Underneath this mysterious enigma, it shields the unknown and invisible. The constant movement, flowing to nowhere. Just keeps going, And moving, And smothering under the blanket of beauty, always glistening. … Continue reading Flood – March 21, 2019
Why. – March 18, 2019
They didn’t let me stay, but I didn’t ask. They told me to hug her, but I hesitated. They told me it was time to go, but I didn’t know where. They told me she died, But I didn’t let myself feel anything. They had a funeral, But I didn’t cry. They stopped talking about … Continue reading Why. – March 18, 2019
The Yin to My Yang – March 20, 2019
I loved that life. I hated what came after. Now I'm in-between trying to find my way.
Back and Forth – March 17, 2019
There are times out of nowhere I can’t catch my breath. She squeezes with all her might, And tugs at my bleeding heart. I can’t think straight. Mind frozen in the past, or is it the future that makes me sob? So hard the tears flood my cheeks turn into rivers. I can’t see past … Continue reading Back and Forth – March 17, 2019
Rolling Down – November 16, 2017
Rolling down my face. A little lighter with each tear, A puddle on the floor, or wiped away. This road I’m walking was never my choice. It took so long, So many days of pushing away, pushing back, pushing through. I am here now. Hear my voice. See my pain. Stop. Was this my choice? … Continue reading Rolling Down – November 16, 2017
Circles – April 3, 2018
Running round in circles, never crossing my own path. Not learning from my mistakes, nor my successes. Maybe not the best path.
Branches – January 12, 2018
The quiet stirs. The sad seeps in. The anger is not far behind. Now, I catch myself. I shuffle through my pocket of happy, Hoping, to quickly find a thought. Clear a new path to wander. The cycle continues, Until my path resembles the branches of a tree. Thankful for the choices it's many directions … Continue reading Branches – January 12, 2018
Life’s Too Short – March 17, 2019
The pain I carry leaks into everything I touch, I want to quit. Feel the free breeze against my face. Cool the heated thoughts in my head. I know life is too short to let it keep dragging me down. Stand up, walk out, and be free.
DoRee MelNic 