On grief, death and the aftermath.
Sad wind blowing heart snow falling ice and mucky water feeling hold me couch of mine bury my face in thine hide my empty sighs this morning wasn't sad this morning wasn't bad I wish I could get back to the morning that I had sad wind go away bring me a smile today buy… Continue reading Sad wind
Warning, I wrote this when I wasn't feeling good. I wrote it to clear some of that feeling out. I don't know how these things will affect you, maybe, hopefully, not at all. But I don't want someone to read this... poem?... and get sad because I was. Besides, it doesn't rhyme. My fingers fidget,… Continue reading Sadness
I stood watch as you died, held open my heart and cried. Nothing to do, but wait; as angels worked your fate. Your hand to hold and pray, Your soul to him today. Silence now, your heart still. Life's clock loses its will. The angels came and left me alone. Gone your breath. I shut… Continue reading ICU