All posts tagged: Grief

Mourning

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Poem

Parental Alienation Mourning Time lost Opportunities lost My heart breaks Every day Watching you wait I worry Every day That the sadness will take over Engulf you too much I am sad For them I know how no dad feels like The echo is still painful The border between The three of you Isn’t permanent But it might as well be The Mexican wall Is her manipulation As intangible as the other narcissist’s dream But […]

Empty Space

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Poem

Fathers’ Day—25 Years On The hubbub of empty rooms The hullabaloo of music gone bye That unbearable rage of silence Your shadow walking across the courtyard An ethereal body chopping wood The echo of your smell when I hugged you The intangible sensation of your love I am grown up now The resonance of conversations Reverberate in an empty space of my heart 25 years on The empty space is quieter now The echoes shallower […]

My Sadness

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Poem

Creeps up on me Unexpectedly In the most inconvenient moment In monthly ebb and flow Expedited by grief—about changes Grief about having to let go Grief about accepting that which once was is no more Grief about could-have-beens Grief about loss In monthly ebb and flow The grief is brought to the fore The ebb and flow of life Will always be bittersweet A tear for the past A smile for the present And the […]

Living in Increments

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Poem

A mathematical model I have just learned Living in increments My not so mathematical version: One day at a time After ten years had splintered into a million pieces The screeching of breaks An unconditional survival function One step and then another Mom learning to walk again One breath at a time As panic attacks rolled over my body Tear, by tear, by tear Washing your pain away An unsuspected laugh That ray of hope […]

Born out of darkness: Memories

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Short Story

She swallowed the darkness with every breath; it was so thick. There was no escape. Just darkness all around, all within. The only colour: tiny droplets of crimson, turning into gold, once they hit the ground. ‘My soul is still bleeding then.’ A thought. As she stared at her feet, immersed in a puddle of gold. The pain screamed into her ears. There was no escape. No running. Nowhere to go, but deeper into her […]