Some Days

Some days I think of you and I smile
When I see honey-stars, or strawberry oat porridge, or canned corn
Or think of your wrinkly grin, bright as a child's; the list goes on

Some days I think of you and I tear up, because for a split second I would forget that you weren't around anymore
The aftermath is always bittersweet, but I've learnt to live with it

I know that I am not good enough, but in your eyes I was the sweetest prettiest most thoughtful girl in the world
You were always generous with your smiles and made me feel so important, so special, so loved
And that is enough for me, even now

You had a way with me, grandma, like no one else can do
Wish you were here with me now

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© Copyright 2009 MiCheLLe - All Rights Reserved

Winds of Faith

As directions dance

Going all over

Just not one place

Our faiths and beliefs do the same

With the help of God and grace

Go into unchartered destinations

Use your strength of heart and peace

The harmony of your spirit and soul

With silent help

Will carry you truly

All other negativities will cease

Be in tune

As in music

For all together it sounds so sweet

A symphony of your being plays before you

Feel its rhythms and beat

No matter where you go

And what comes before you on your life plate

Be encouraged to persevere with hunger and thirst

Things will all come together

As is said

"Good things come to those who wait"

Follow the winds of faith...

© Copyright 2008 Jacki - All Rights Reserved

P.S. Sharing a faith-inspiring piece from a fellow poet.. I have always wanted to write like this..

Still Sober

sixty eight days, eleven hours
and counting
a thousand regrets, tearful nights
still sober

troubles seem like decades away
distant cares
a story of grief chokes me with every breath that I take
observing the world through a lifeless curtain of sorrow

I mourn for you loved me as your own
I cry in acknowledging that i can never repay
a shadow of pensive gloom a wretched soul I have become
suspended at this point in my life
all events at a standstill

clean hands clean heart
I want to live again
tuck away all our memories into that little corner of my heart
I would go to hell and back just to know that you are right where you belong

and we will meet again
because we never had the chance to say our last goodbyes

© Copyright 2008 MiCheLLe - All Rights Reserved

A Question For You All

Have you ever had a feeling
So natural, so pure
That it’s no use concealing
Because you are so sure
It’s what is right, it’s what is good
An unquestionable truth
That spans a lifetime, as it could
Be felt from old age back to youth

Have you ever had a feeling
That could soften up your heart
Or tear it down and, reeling
Quickly rip your world apart?
Because it is so deep inside
It’s coming from your very core
For in your heart and soul reside
That which lasts forevermore

Have you ever had a feeling
That no logic can explain
Yet makes itself revealing
In your happiness and pain?
From times when you’re ecstatic
Or down in misery
A feeling so sporadic
As the wandering winds may be

Have you ever had a feeling
So powerful, so great
That you can’t be stopped by anything
And you facilitate
Abilities you didn’t know
You had until the time you knew
The feeling, that which made you grow
Taller than what’s blocking you
Have you ever had a feeling
With the softness of a cloud
That lifts you through the ceiling
And can make you sing out loud?
It brings that look upon your face
That melts the hearts of others
And can bring the dearest true embrace
From strangers, sisters, brothers…

Have you ever had a feeling
That is widely known as ‘love’
Felt between all beings
And in Heaven up above
Have you ever had a feeling
So innocent, so true
Because I have, I’m now revealing
It’s what I feel for you….

…Lavender!


© Copyright 2004 Sam Reinsford (Little_Spyro) - All Rights Reserved

P.S. Lots of people have been telling me that I haven't written any new poetry since the last.. Well I couldn't because I guess I have still to deal with some grief so here's one from a fellow poet, one out of my personal favourites..

I visited you again today

I visited you again today
Sis was down with flu and I stayed up with her
That brought me back to the night before you were admitted to hospital, the last night I had a chance to take care of you in this life

I am still trying to get used to it, the fact that you are gone
Knowing that I can't hold you close and tell you that you're the greatest grandma in the world, that kills me
It is such an irony that memories can be so sweet and yet bring me such heartache

But by crying a little, dying a little everyday
I hold you close in memory
And it completes me
Because you know I know
That love never dies even when one departs

© Copyright 2008 MiCheLLe - All Rights Reserved

What Would You Like To Be

If you had a choice,
Would you wish that your life
Was a tremendous gust of wind,
Or just a gentle tender breeze?

Our lives are all interwined,
Some demand to dominate,
While others would be pliable
And giving,
There are also those
Who are confused
About their purpose in life.

Sometimes I feel likeI am a hurricane,
Bumping about fiercely
Without directions,
hurtful and destructive,
a confused soul.

Other times I feel
Like I am a zephyr,
Slight, refreshing
And in control,
Comprehensible, sensitive,
Compassionate,
Counting my blessings
And being thankful,
Certain of my purpose in life.

Wind is just moving air,
It can do good things or bad.
We can all create our own,
and within a lifetime
Our souls brush against
Each other
Without realizing,
The gentle touch
That had caressed our cheeks,
Leaving us craving
For that hint of gentleness
Once again,
That little trace
Of magical contact...

I would like to be
That gentle breeze,
Creating just a small stir
In your lives,
Leaving you with the hint
Of a smile
Whenever you think of me..

What about you?
Tell me what you would like to be..

The Crimson Sky

The sky turned crimson
In my surreal dream
All the most painful of memories came upon me
Conflicting thoughts and agony
Flashbacks of the most frightening

Too much trauma
Too much fear
For the first time my prayers were not heeded
I realized then and there
That it was a lesson well learnt

The crimson sky revealed its majesty
In the aftermath of my hangover
Signifying my awakening
Turning teetotaller

© Copyright 2008 MiCheLLe - All Rights Reserved

An Incoherent Expression

Your vision was a bubble
I believed in it
Caught up in the web of illusion
The vapor cleared and I awakened
Tomorrow now seems out of reach
Getting through today will be a test

Please tell me that there is no more love, no more hope, no future
Because you have to make me move on

© Copyright 2007 MiCheLLe - All Rights Reserved

Goodbye

You went away yesterday
To a better place
So now here I am sitting, all alone
I can see you here, there, everywhere
Footprints in my heart
Missing you with every breath that I take

Your salvation was your parting gift to me
Thank you grandma
There is so much that I want to say
So much more that I want us to do together
But because you went to a better place called eternity
I can only hold you close in my memory
So here I am saying goodbye
I cry a little
Knowing I will never see you again till the day I die
But knowing that you went to a better place
I will smile a little more everyday
Until the day I'll see you again in paradise

© Copyright 2007 MiCheLLe - All Rights Reserved

Maybe

Silence can be disturbing when your heart is aching
Yet it seems like I am on the outside looking in
As I lose myself amidst this sea of unfamiliar faces
On my way home I realise that the mocking sky of crimson stirs up an obscure sense of fear

I am starting to dread
Knowing that there will be no 'Us' tomorrow
In fact, you were already gone yesterday
This disorganized array of emotions disorientate me
My mind clings on frantically to every perplexing and surreal feeling
Hoping that the last shreds of consciousness can keep my soul from dissipating into the chilly air

The seductive perfume of this oncoming rain prompts my recollections
Of the time you quieted my anxieties with your assurance that "everything will be ok"
Or when you said you loved me even if I said stupid things
Or the stern expression of your face as you lecture me to better myself

It must have been love, though it is over
There will always be regret
Of questions unanswered, doubts and suspicion
The biggest part of it all is of losing you

Everything will be ok maybe starting tomorrow
Or this vicious cycle might continue to get in the way of my recovering sanity
Can anyone help
Save this little bit left of me
Or tell me who I used to be if it gets too painful to recall

Maybe it is too late for apologies or reconstructive quantum
Maybe my hope is in your forgiveness to make me whole again
Maybe too many maybes is the answer to why you left me
But I shall never know
Until maybe when you come back to me
Will you, maybe?

© Copyright 2007 MiCheLLe - All Rights Reserved