April Challenge 20: Write a love poem with capital-L. Not the greatest timing for me!
It was a day for writing love poems, but
I was too busy
praying for peace and weeping
asking the Great Mother
to take and resolve my dilemmas
with husband and son
defending family members
one from another
and keeping my own place with all
a day for being romantic but
I was helping one rehearse a talk for tomorrow
listening to another's daily dreams
and looking at a photo of my dead cousin
smiling as only she could
radiant in spite of pain
and somewhere behind my mind
I was asking how one might journey
to become pure spirit, an orb of light.
© Rosemary Nissen-Wade 2008
It was a day for writing love poems, but
I was too busy
praying for peace and weeping
asking the Great Mother
to take and resolve my dilemmas
with husband and son
defending family members
one from another
and keeping my own place with all
a day for being romantic but
I was helping one rehearse a talk for tomorrow
listening to another's daily dreams
and looking at a photo of my dead cousin
smiling as only she could
radiant in spite of pain
and somewhere behind my mind
I was asking how one might journey
to become pure spirit, an orb of light.
© Rosemary Nissen-Wade 2008
22/4/08
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