I felt death last night
it passed me by
I don't know why
I felt sure the
overgrown path of
weeds and stubble
that I was forced to
walk on barefoot as
my heart did an
eratic death dance
while hot pain shot
up through every
fibre of my entire
being as I caught a
glance at the grim
dark cave with its
gaping maw seeming
to beckon me for the
kill, and I'm here still
laid out in my bed
with pain unending
wound unmending
but still here, am I
supposed to care
that death passed
me by, I can only
ask why.
+
now i know
There's been a death in the family,will be back soon
Powerful writing...sorry for your loss, I lost my 16 year old son last year and I know that I will never be the same...hopefully a better person because of his memory and all the good he did in his few short years. God Bless you!
I am so sorry to hear this news. You and your loved ones will be in my prayers. May the Saints and Sages of All Time and All that is Good in the Universe see you through...
Wow! A powerful write my friend your imagery is outstanding! So sorry to hear about the death in your family, thoughts and prayers are with you!
Blessings from Ky.
Joyce B.
Bless you, Eileen. You are so spiritually attuned to both happiness and pain. Let all the emotions and ills surface and filter. You are and always will be strong and endure. To each of us is a time and each day on this earth is complete in itself. Keep loving, living and breathing. Love and prayers in your time of loss. I'm sure your faith and fortitude will be of great comfort and solace. Kate xx
Hi Eileen, Sorry to hear of your family loss, my sinceret condolences to you and yours! That pain..that was an insight..
Hope you are ok, Hugzzz Ch'erie
ET.
I have just read this poem, my God, what the heck is going on? You must hang in there. I am telling you, it is not your time. Do you hear me? It is not your time.
Pain, I feel it , you must get some medical attention immediately, call someone please, I am going to do a healing meditation in about 30 minutes, that is 1 am eastern standard time, (I am in Connecticut)..You must relax and accept this energy, breathe and imagine white light coming into your body, filling it with healing energy and breathe in deep breaths, and blow out the negative energy as you release your breath, imagine the negative energy leaving your body as well as your pain...
Hang in there my dear friend, I am here for you....
send me a message, and I will respond..
Love you, peace and lightness to you dear heart,
Amber "V"
This is really dark. Perhaps that was a warning to you that something was going to happen to one of your family member. I'm so sorry to hear about this. Your are an empathetic person, that is why you felt for your family member.
Take good care of yourself. I hope you'll be back very soon.
Sorry you are feeling ill and of the death in your family. Things sort of happen in bunches when they come. I hope your pain lets up and you feel better soon. Try to get rest all that you can and when you return to the den, we'll be glad to read your writes.
I am sorry about the loss of your family member and I am sorry that you are still feeling ill. Hopefully all will go into remission and you will be better soon.
Take care,
Sherry
Eileen
I do hope this poem fiction, if not my condolences... I love this write however, reminded me of a trait of the old Alfred Hitchcock. Then I adore you poetry.
A most ominous and frightful feeling to have, dear friend! My condolences on the family loss. Yet, I am happy it is you that is still with us! Stay safe and healthy...
Blessings and Love - Micke
Please don't go. You're needed at the Den. What about your girls: Dawn, Bernice, Belle, Amber V, and Chantilly. You are all one great big happy family. They all love you and I know that they do.
Eileen my condolences for your loss. The "Grim Reaper", "none will evade nor elude when it is his intent to terminate". Your poem reminds me of my, "Ride of The Grim Reaper". God bless. JMW
It's almost Christmas. Lynn Basil is writing her last book about a secret entrance into the magical doll land of Sha Bebe that she loves so much. Bagannos have taken over the world! Lynn finally meets her dolls in real life. Can she write in a Secret
A wicked Cajun Fairy named Robes Pierre entered the impenetrable Magical doll land of Sha Bebe. Queen Faustina, the ruler of the doll land, thought she had destroyed him, but he's back! Will the doll land survive his evil ways?
Let this coming of age story of a boy named Bean take you back to a simple time. Set in a small southern town in the 1960's, encircled by a river and gleaming white cotton fields.
Ron
hugs
Gina
Condolences and take care,
~Gwendolyn
God bless and stay safe.
Georg
Blessings from Ky.
Joyce B.
Ed
Peace Love and Light...and Hugssss....Morning Star
Love, Chritine
Hope you are ok, Hugzzz Ch'erie
May peace fill your heart with light and good memories...
Cryssa
I have just read this poem, my God, what the heck is going on? You must hang in there. I am telling you, it is not your time. Do you hear me? It is not your time.
Pain, I feel it , you must get some medical attention immediately, call someone please, I am going to do a healing meditation in about 30 minutes, that is 1 am eastern standard time, (I am in Connecticut)..You must relax and accept this energy, breathe and imagine white light coming into your body, filling it with healing energy and breathe in deep breaths, and blow out the negative energy as you release your breath, imagine the negative energy leaving your body as well as your pain...
Hang in there my dear friend, I am here for you....
send me a message, and I will respond..
Love you, peace and lightness to you dear heart,
Amber "V"
This is really dark. Perhaps that was a warning to you that something was going to happen to one of your family member. I'm so sorry to hear about this. Your are an empathetic person, that is why you felt for your family member.
Take good care of yourself. I hope you'll be back very soon.
((((( Love and hugs ))))),
Sandie Angel :o(
Take care,
Sherry
Regis
Newfie hugs, Rose
John
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
Prayers - I'm so sorry - powerfully penned sadness.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
I do hope this poem fiction, if not my condolences... I love this write however, reminded me of a trait of the old Alfred Hitchcock. Then I adore you poetry.
Blessings and Love - Micke
love ya
ron
love
Bernice.
Jasmin Horst