Tomorrow Would Have Been Her Birthday

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Thu, 10 Jul 2014
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18 comments
 
I sit, alone, on the sofa
paring an apple – slivers 
of fruit fall prey to the knife
of resentment and regret...
 
sunlight sifts like a silken shawl
of paisley across the walls
toward the door – cascades
to the floor.
 
Times, like now, I feel humbled
by nature; how it all begins, and 
begins again, and know
 
I must learn to do the same
as I sink, more and more, into
that Slough of Despond
longing to find simple pleasure
as the bee finds the flower...
water its own level,  
 
as the rain – having fallen
falls and falls again, knowing 
it will weave its web of sorcery
around the vine that longs
to touch the sky...turn pale seeds
into orange pumpkins 
and striped zucchinis, 
 
turn streams to rivers
and bare-branched magnolias
to star-studded, bud-bright
pink profusion, just
by blooming.
Certificate PG
Poem
Silver Spun Sand Poems
Spiritual
Nature
Love

Comments

Submitted by torscot on

Such sadness amidst the colours of flowers.

Memories always seem the more poignant when a date of importance arrives, a time to reflect.

Regards

torscot

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

How right you are, torscot.

Your words appreciated.

Tina

 

Submitted by VeraClark on

An incredibly beautiful way of conveying inexplicable loss through the continuing cycles of nature. How dare it! But then it does and we still function and how? With holes where our hearts lived.  Love to you, Tina. 

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Vera - as ever, your words hit home, and how.  

Tina x

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Beautiful. You've just reminded me about something... Must ring my mam on Saturday. Best wishes Tina. X

Parson Thru

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

PT - glad I jogged your memory, and best wishes from me, too, to your mamsmiley

Tina x

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

A lovely picture of the regrowth of spring. I especially liked the last verse with the view of the stream enlarging into a strong flow, and the magnolia like a time-lapse film, but more vivid somehow when in such words. And I pray that the memories you have and the things around you will encourage you on in the hard days. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

What more can I add, Rhiannon, but say thank you for your beautiful words.

Tina

 

Submitted by Starfish Girl on

This is so beautiful and yet so sad.

I just love 'sunlight sifts like a silken shawl of paisley....'

Lindy

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Lindy, many, many thanks.  

Ah yes...Paisley.  Timeless, somehow.

Tina

 

Submitted by Bee on

Hi Tina.

I only want to say that as everyone else, I was touched by the beauty of your words.

Bee xx

Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Bee - my heartfelt thanks to you.  

Tina

 

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Tina

It doesn't get any easier, does it - but I expect writing these beautiful words helped somehow to make you feel a bit better.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

You are so right there, Jean, sadly.  Writing does help, though.  And so do words like yours. 

Tina

 

Submitted by Denzella on

Your memories unlike flowers will never die. They will always be a bouquet in your  heart because they have been well watered with your tears.and continue to  flourish in the sunlight of your love,

Thiking of you,

Moya
 

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Moya - that is so very  beautiful, and for once, I am lost for words.

Tina

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Dear Tina,

I'm so sorry I'm late to this poingnant and beautiful poem.  The words are spoken from the heart as I imagine they are about your daughter. 

They say that time heals,  but on those days when memories come flooding back,  it's hard to express what we want to say,  but you always find a way through your poems.

I wish you well,  and hope you keep writing.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Thanks, so much, for your words, Jenny...and yes, it is about Andrea.  Writing helps me so very much, and it is kind folk like you that give me so much encouragement and strength to carry on.

Tina