No Closure

No Closure

Your strangled voice echoed down the stairwell;
Horrific words, a dagger to the heart.
Like a heavy anvil, the sorrow fell…
A bone crushing weight that tears one apart.

Emotions scatter like leaves on the breeze;
A free spirit, you reveled in your youth.
Your beautiful soul riddled with disease…
We struggle to accept this painful truth.

No closure, not even one last goodbye;
Left behind, we fall to our knees and pray.
We trudge ahead as blinding tears slip by…
Down into the black void of yesterday.

Your spirit is released, forever free…
As we grieve and cherish your memory.

For my brother-in-law Bob … with love.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2022
May 1, 2022

I have had writer’s block for an entire month, after learning of the death of my dear brother-in-law Bob on April 2. It has been a very difficult and painful month of introspection, prayers, and struggling to accept the reality of his sudden death. I will not speak to that, as it is far too difficult. It was even hard for me to post this over one month later….

Bob was Dan’s youngest brother, two years younger than me. He was brilliant, literally larger than life, a free spirit and was a bit of a rebel.  He had zest and passion for life — loved nature, trees, animals, believed in Bigfoot, aliens.  Bob was an amazing storyteller;  he had a wonderful sense of humor and was so wonderful with children!  He was very dear to both of my kids, and we all have such fond family memories of him in Michigan, Captiva Island, and Lake Tahoe. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so hard in my life, than the times we spent with Bob. There were always pranks, laughter and a sense of light-heartedness when you were with him.

We had hoped to make it out to visit him at the home he built in Burnt Ranch, California. He was a living legend, very loved and well-respected in his community there. Our hearts are broken, we will miss him more than words can say, and we will always treasure the memories of him. Our love and sympathy go out to Bob’s wife Arlene, daughter Jessica and the entire family during this most difficult time.

xoxo Colleen

Far Too Young

Far Too Young

Dark shadows drift across my mind,
Like saints and sinners marching blind.
As thoughts of painful past invade,
Memories of tomorrow fade.

Watch the credits roll to the end,
Far too young to bury a friend.
The rope unravels, thin and frayed;
Memories of tomorrow fade.

Shards of sunlight pierce through the heart,
Forcing dense strands of grief apart.
Denied by surgeon’s cold steel blade,
Memories of tomorrow fade.

Dark shadows drift across my mind,
Memories of tomorrow fade.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2021
February 12, 2021

This is another Kyrielle sonnet to add to my Dark Sonnet Series, written in memory of the high school friends that have passed. Just this past week, three have died, along with several online writing friends. It’s far too sad, and far too young!! RIP my friends.

Ecrits Blogophilia Week 49.13 Topic: Memories of Tomorrow
Hard Bonus (2 points): Use a Billie Eilish Song Title (Watch, Bury a Friend)
Easy Bonus (1 Point): Include a School Mascot (Saints) 

This week’s pic


1.  A hummingbird’s delight
2.  Sipping sweet nectar
3.  Thirsty
4.  Little hummer
5.  All of God’s little creatures
6.  Feed me
7.  Ruby throat hummingbird
8.  Sugar adrenaline rush
9.  What’s the buzz?
10. Watermelon sugar high

Topic:  Lika     Picture:  Lissa