Poems

The Songs of Us

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There is nothing wrong with feeling a loss and grieving in our own way. There is no time limit on how long this process can and will take. It is not up to anyone to decide except for ourselves. In my experience with grief, it has been something we have to “go through” and it doesn’t matter if it is an actual death of a person or a relationship that did not meet our expectations. The endings always hurt, the changes are uncomfortable and heartbreak changes the way we look at the world. All these things are normal. I am in grief and I am moving through it and as hard as it may be, it is lovely.

The Songs of Us (A seven day tale)

The night was lovely, peaceful lake view.

From a distance, a drumbeat, I once knew

Memories come back and thumps like my heart

The music and poetry; our beautiful art

The verses of Elizabeth that softly swayed me to sleep

“A love I seemed to lose” and now I proudly weep

Songs we sang together throughout our sunny days

Making music forever, until we lost the ways

The ways of sitting under the dreaming tree

Reflections of life and how it could be

Traveling and dancing, singing all night

Until the sun comes up and shows her light

The nights are now lonely,

bittersweet tunes

Dreams are forsaken,

much like a lagoon

The songs that I sing of heartbroken pure blues

Resonate such sadness all lies became true

Truth to the sadness

A chord that was missing

Listen again,

Embrace the reminiscing

The words forgotten

So many times

The music is lacking

Almost a crime…

—-

Is it possible to fall

So in love with yourself

To not see your flaws

Placed high on a shelf

To not hear the madness

That is all out of tune

The forbidden chaos

Never ending too soon

—–

The rhyme changed

As the sun started rising

Silence began in the brightness

——

A story, a song,

A brief tale

Of morning dawn

Silence

Haze

over the water

Inelegant light

No sunshine rays

The singing begins

A chirp a tweet

From little beaks

There is no view

From mountain peaks

——-

The view is all inside

All the things I’ve tried to hide

Shame and fear have to end

I must say goodbye dear friend

Our song was lovely for a time

The rhythm moving way behind

Cherished moments never conclude. My life has been changed, renewed

Much Love Much Life

Author: Joy

I am Joy I am content I am patient I am love I am free, fabulous and fit. I am all these things and so much more. I am struggle I am hopelessness I am sad I am endurance I am a warrior I am a princess I am my Father's daughter I am a survivor of loss of hurt of pain. I am encouragement I am influence I am Joy.

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