Lucky Charms

Lucky Charms

Gold
sunlight
on waters
aquamarine
embryonic warmth
seafoam between my toes
I reach my arms to the sea
my thoughts ramble and turn to you
summer breezes and rocking chairs
crashing ocean waves, music to our ears
beachcombing, scooping fingers snag treasures
scallops, lightning whelk and fighting conch
mollusks covered in silken moss
seashells bring sweet memories
grateful for your presence
counting my blessings
as I hold close
my precious
lucky
charms

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2023
March 17, 2023

Sláinte!!!  I hope everyone had a Happy St. Patrick’s Day yesterday! Dan and I both had to work all day, but he stopped by Wegmans and got me some salmon to make Salmon Teriyaki, baked sweet potatoes and roasted asparagus for dinner. Yum, that has become our favorite meal! So that was our St. Patrick’s Day celebration.

I wrote this double etheree poem yesterday, thinking of what my lucky charms are and how to integrate the challenge prompts this week. Well, my family and cats are my lucky charms, of course! Lucky charms are like treasures, and for some reason my thoughts turned to how I would beachcomb and search for shells at Captiva Island.  The place is a mecca for shells, the entire beaches are covered in them early mornings after the tide has come in. When we lived in Florida, we went at least once a year for a family vacation and have wonderful memories from those trips. I collected bucketloads of beautiful shells over the years, and I remember giving some to my Dad years before he got sick with cancer and passed away. He kept some of these shells in his cigar box of treasures, along with various photos I’d taken of the Captiva sunsets, Europe and other trips. I had always hoped to take him to Captiva someday. But it was not to be.

When Dad passed away, I put one of the fighting conch shells that I’d collected on his gravestone. Everytime I would visit his gravesite, the shell was still there, surviving all the snow, summer weather and gusty winds. It was originally a smooth and shiny, and it had a bright orange pink color.  It faded to white from the sun’s bleaching over 19 years. One time last year when my Mom visited him, she noticed it was gone – either blown away, picked up by an animal or disposed of by the groundskeeper. It brought me comfort to see it there for many years, so I really need to go back and take him another one of these shell treasures.

Though Dad never got to see the beauty of Captiva in his years on this planet, he sees it all now. The beach reminds me of Dad… we spent wonderful Keller family vacations at Chincoteague when I was younger. In 1987, we took Vince to Ocean City when he was just a toddler. We stayed at the old Lankford Hotel, and I will never forget summer nights on the porch. He would smoke cigarettes, rocking in the big rocking chairs, and we just sat together silently, listening to the crashing surf. It was such a wonderful memory that stays with me always! I wrote a poem about it called “The Lankford” back in 2005 or 2006. I also wrote of the Captiva seashells I gave to him in the poem “Fighting Conch” in late 2000’s. Both of them are featured in my book “Shadows of My Father.”

And so for you, Dad, here is one of my favorite Irish sayings:

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields,
And, until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

Xoxo
Colleen

Mood: Pensive
Inspiration: “Be” by Neil Diamond – one of my Dad’s favorites

Ecrits Blogophilia Week 37.14 Topic: Lucky Charms
Hard Bonus: Mention an Irish saying in your blog (Sláinte!! and The Irish Blessing)

Easy Bonus: Include 3 different shades of green (aquamarine, seafoam, moss)

Whistle of the Train

Whistle of the Train

I can hear your voice calling me,
a gentle breeze across the sea,
in the mourning dove’s sad refrain,
with every whistle of the train.

As tracks of hot tears stain my face,
my heart longs for your warm embrace,
a balm that soothes this endless pain
with every whistle of the train.

The candlewick is burning low,
twenty years gone, I miss you so.
My love for you will never wane
with every whistle of the train.

I can hear your voice calling me
with every whistle of the train.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2023
February 25, 2023

To Dad… I know you are watching over me. I miss you and love you so much!

Mood: Missing You
Inspiration: “Dear Father” by Neil Diamond

Happy Saturday, everyone! I started this poem on the 20th anniversary of my father’s death, which was February 17, 2023. But for some reason, I needed some time and space to finish it, so I put it aside. I have been so busy at work, and I was aware this day was coming soon. But when I looked at the calendar that morning it hit me like an anvil to my heart. I started to weep, tears of sorrow falling for the man who gave me life. I couldn’t seem to shake it, so I let the emotions out.

Dad was our rock, a gentle giant, a silent man. However, when he had something to say – you listened! I feel like he was my protector, as most of siblings undoubtedly feel, too. He realized that I was young, stupid and was going to learn things by my mistakes in life. Yet he stood by me and loved me throughout these challenges. Both he and Mom have been there for me through many difficult times, my darkest days. I am ever grateful to both of them for giving me the best possible childhood, even though we struggled financially at times. I have the happiest memories to carry me through life.

Trains have a significant meaning in my life since my Dad worked at the railroad yards.  Growing up, he would take me to some of these locations, let me explore the parked caboose and roam around the yards. I would clean up the office space, even cooked a baked bean dinner on a small gas heater one time at Cumbo, a remote rail yard in West Virginia! That probably would be considered taboo in this day and age, but I loved it. Every time I hear a train whistle, I think of him. I don’t hear them often where I live now or when we lived in Florida. But at my Winchester office, I hear the nearby train whistle several times each day, and it is such a comfort to me. I feel as if it’s my Dad telling me he is just fine.

Naturally, we all wish we could have had more time with him. He died way too young, only 68 years old. It was small cell lung cancer, as he was a life-long smoker. It was absolutely heart-wrenching to see how that disease consumed him. It really hit me thinking how Dan and I are inching ever closer to that age, and facing our own mortality is frightening. I guess we need to try to make the most of every day we have on this Earth!  I think that is a message we should all take to heart.

The video I am posting from Neil Diamond is a song Dad loved and played often. It has a special place in my heart and evokes memories each time I hear it. Have a good weekend!

XOXO Colleen

Ecrits Blogophilia Week 34.14 Topic: Freedom of Choice
Hard Bonus: Write a Kyrielle Sonnet (my writer’s choice)
Easy Bonus: Include a train whistle (my writer’s choice)

Blessings

Blessings

Hearth
blazing
pumpkin pies
fresh from oven
two turkeys roasting
cutting bread for stuffing
such a harvest of blessings
comfort in this labor of love
tablescape of crystal and china
my thoughts drift to holidays long ago
my spirits lifted by sweet memories
grateful for my family and friends
who have graced my life through the years
with hands and hearts intertwined
we embrace the future
by the grace of God
and share this meal
toasting health
hope and
love

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2022
November 26, 2022

Happy Thanksgiving to all! I hope you had a wonderful holiday surrounded by family and friends. Just a quick poem and blog before I immerse myself in Christmas decorating. My grandkids are coming on November 30, and I know they’ll love to see the house all decked out!

What has meant so much to me in the past year? My family – my husband Dan, my children Vince and Katie, my grandchildren Posie and Hatcher, my mother, my siblings, my in-laws, my nieces & nephews, my aunts & uncles, my cousins and anyone else I left out!  I’m grateful for my friends – my best friends, my dear friends, my neighbors, my coworkers & former coworkers, my virtual friends, and all the kindred spirits I have come to know over the years. You have all shaped my life in some way, shape or form. I am so thankful to have all of you in my life!

I wish you all good tidings and many blessings as we come into this Christmas season. May you know an inner joy and spiritual warmth that fills your heart with love and gratitude! Enjoy the special moments, and remember the reason for the season at those times of insanity during your holiday preparations (it happens to us all)! Remember to take a little time for yourself to rest and re-energize. Thank you again for being here and for being part of my life! I love you all.

xoxo
Colleen

Mood: Thankful
Inspiration: “Thank You” ~ Dido

Ecrits Blogophilia Week 21.14 Topic: Thank You
Hard Bonus: Give thanks about something or someone that has meant so much to you this past year (family & friends)
Easy Bonus: Mention your favorite type of pie (pumpkin)

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

Aim for the Stars

Aim For the Stars

She dances, a tiny beauty
Leaping through cloud formations
Blonde hair flying in the breeze.

She gallops, full of laughter
Perched on her pink silk pony
She steals your heart away with ease.

Her smile glints golden sunlight
Radiant, warm and lovely
Follow all your whimsies, little sweetheart
Follow all your dreams, little sweetheart
Whirl on, twirl on,
Aiming for the stars.

She runs free, elusive spirit
Changing with every moment
She’s such a beauty to behold.

I wish time would freeze forever
Memories branded on my heart
But days fly and I’m growing old.

Her smile glints golden sunlight
Radiant, warm and lovely
Follow all your whimsies, little sweetheart
Follow all your dreams, little sweetheart
Whirl on, twirl on,
Aiming for the stars.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2022
April 2, 2022

I needed to write something happy and light today, after posting that heavier poem “Withered Sunflowers” last week. So this week, here is something a little whimsical and uplifting!

This is dedicated to my sweet granddaughter, Posie. I’ll share with you a little insight into my poetry writing process. I started this scribble scrabble back in January on the plane ride back home, after attending her 2nd birthday. As usual, I had my music on and my notebook at the ready. I wrote parts of this piece as I listened to Radiohead’s song “No Surprises.” It kind of follows the rhythm of the lyrics from the first half of the song, not exact, as I tweaked the syllables and stanza structures a bit. I jotted out a couple of stanzas and then this poem was left unfinished in my notebook until this morning. I played that song again and put on the final touches.

That’s always a fun way for me to create a poem, to be inspired by the music! And Posie, of course – she is a true delight, and she is my heart!

Mood: Whimsical
Inspiration: Posie Mae and “No Surprises” by Radiohead

Misty Eyes

Misty Eyes

Little voices call out so sweet,
Pitter patter of tiny feet.
Smiles that light my indigo skies
As tears of love sting misty eyes.

Finger painted hands, work of art,
Silly giggles that steal my heart.
Moments cherished with each sunrise,
As tears of love sting misty eyes.

I sing their favorite nursery rhyme.
Too soon, I’m running out of time.
Emotions swell with each goodbye,
As tears of love sting misty eyes.

Little voices call out so sweet,
As tears of love sting misty eyes.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2022
February 10, 2022

This poem is dedicated to my beloved grandchildren Posie and Hatcher, my sweet little Valentines! I sketched out the words to this Kyrielle Sonnet on the trip home from Florida last month, and I finally got around to putting the finishing touches on it today. It’s always so difficult to leave them after each trip, uncertain when I will see them next and knowing how much they will have changed. I dread saying goodbye, and it takes me a while to settle the emotions. For me, the best therapy for sadness is writing.

Dan and I saying goodbye to Posie and Hatcher!

I am also posting this to the Instagram group @hergrowthcollective. The topic for this week is “Love,” and just happened to fit with this poem. Love comes in many forms, but love for family is one of the strongest and enduring of all bonds. Everyone told me how special the relationship between a grandparent and grandchild is…. but until I experienced it, I had no idea! It is the greatest thing. My love for them is eternal, and it grows with each passing day. They fill my heart with the purest joy I have ever known.

Life has been so busy, and I’ve been a bit MIA from social media.  A much-needed break, I guess.  I worked about 20 hours of overtime the past couple of weeks. Fortunately, our busiest work month has passed, and my schedule should be getting back to normal. Whatever that is, lol!

Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone!
xoxo
Colleen

HEY!!!! Check this out on my new podcast on Spotify – dropping today!!!

Mood: Joyful
Inspiration: “You Are the Sunshine of My Life” by Stevie Wonder

Presence

Presence

When anguish cuts like steely blade,
Anxiety and pain invade.
Those days when life becomes intense,
I am grateful for your presence.

Let’s seek our solace in the skies:
Gold and crimson winter sunrise,
Full moon fades to halves and crescents.
I am grateful for your presence.

You shower me with faithful love,
The greatest gift from God above.
Blooming in your warm spring essence,
I am grateful for your presence.

When anguish cuts like steely blade
I am grateful for your presence.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2021
December 11, 2021

This Kyrielle Sonnet was written for the Instagram group @hergrowthcollective. The topic for 12/9/21 is “Presence.”  Presence is the state or fact of existing, occurring, or being present in a place or thing.  It can be a person or thing that exists or is present in a place but is not seen. 

For me, the reciprocal presence of loving, genuine people in my life is one of the greatest gifts. I have been so fortunate to be surrounded throughout my life with family, friends, coworkers, and neighbors who really do care. I would never be where I am today without them, and I can only hope that I have also touched them. I am extremely grateful that I have maintained rich relationships with them over the years.

These meaningful relationships go both ways. To some degree, I am present in their lives, and they are present in mine. It does not have to be a physical presence, but rather in my heart and my mind. My adult children and my grandchildren live in Florida, and I try my best to be as present in their lives as possible through texts, messages and FaceTime when I am not visiting. The greatest thrill is being able to see them in person once again. It is so healing to the heart and soul.

I don’t make New Year’s resolutions, but try to choose one word to abide by or strive for during the year.  In 2021, it was “calm.” Sometimes I did not do very well with that word, due to anxiety and stress. There were a lot of life changes and travel, so it was a great focus word for this past year. Perhaps “presence” will be my word for 2022, as I strive to be more present in my loved ones’ lives, savor each moment, and learn to let go of worrying about the past and future. What will your word for 2022 be?

xoxo
Colleen

Mood: Grateful
Inspiration: “No Surprises” by Radiohead

Tangerine

Tangerine

Sitting at a stoplight
as I look the other way
mosquito on the dashboard
measuring a summer’s day.

Familiar song on the radio
takes me back to the fray
a memory churns slowly
I find it slips away to grey.

One split second hesitation
speeding car, runaway train
thinking of what might have been
the hours they bring me pain.

Blaring horns, obscenities
mouth opens in silent scream
trembling limbs, aftershocks
living reflection from a dream.

Tears fall in gratitude
a near miss, my heart careens
blood pumps furiously in veins
now a thousand years in between.

We pick ourselves up and carry on
breathing deep, minds serene
counting blessings of each day
as the sun sets in blazing tangerine.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2021
July 5, 2021

We had a very close call one day last week while driving to Publix in Panama City, Florida.  As we sat first in line at a stoplight, a speeding SUV blatantly hit the gas and ran through a red light. If it were not for my son-in-law’s intuitive split-second hesitation as the light turned green, that SUV would have certainly slammed us broadside and caused a horrendous accident. The thought of that completely shook me afterward, especially since Posie was in the backseat with my husband.

Certain things stick in your mind as you count and re-count happenings and blessings of the day. Now I will probably always think of this moment when Tangerine plays.  But I am grateful that God was watching over us and for some reason, caused Brenton to hesitate at the light. Thank you…. this was one of those reminders that life is truly precious. Please people, be careful and diligent when driving out there. Slow down, and for God’s sake, do not run red lights!!!!!!!!!

One of my favorite Led Zeppelin songs….

Gratitude in the Year 2020

Happy Thanksgiving to one and all!  Thanksgiving is always a time of reflection and giving thanks for those many blessings in my life.  It was definitely a very different and lonely Thanksgiving.  This was the very first time in 32 years of marriage with Dan that we spent it completely alone.  I’m usually the one who cooks the big dinner, it’s something I’ve always loved doing!  Now that I live in Virginia, I invite all my family members to share.  Because of COVID-19, this year everyone decided to play it safe and celebrate in their own households.  Even my Mom didn’t come, which made me sad, as I hate that she was alone.  I hope our future Thanksgivings can be spent together with family and friends. 

This week, I am choosing to write a blog on gratitude for several reasons.  First, it is the topic of the week for my writing group Blogophilia, but most importantly, to recognize that I have many reasons to be grateful for in my life.  Yes – even in one of the most horribly challenging and frustrating years ever!  So without further adieu, here is my Top Ten Gratitude List for 2020:

Exploring Italy in 2019

1.  My husband – Dan is number one on my list for obvious reasons!  He’s the yin to my yang, patient, generous, kind, loving and understanding.  (I could go on.) He puts up with my quirks and anxieties, showers me with love and attention.  He makes me feel like a queen, is a good father to our kids, and we always have a wonderful time together in our adventures.  You give meaning to Plato’s quote: “Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.” I’m incredibly grateful to have him as my love and life partner.

Vince & Katie in San Diego

2.  My children – Vince and Katie, you are the lights of my life!  I cannot express how deep my unconditional love is for you both.  It has been an honor and a blessing to be your mother.  You have brought me the greatest joys and wonderful memories.  I have loved seeing you grow through the years, and I am so proud that you have both blossomed into beautiful, loving adults (and parents).  Katie, thank you for my sweet granddaughter, adorable sweet Posie Mae who arrived in January!!! This was the absolute BEST THING EVER in 2020, and we found out today the wonderful news that baby # 2 is A BOY!!! WOO HOO!!!  He is who is due in June 2021!!  Vince, I am happily looking forward to your wedding with Natalie next year and future grandbabies! 

Keller Family 1993

3.  Family –  Thank you, Mom, for birthing me and supporting me through all the years with kindness and unconditional love!  Dad and you gave me a wonderful life, and I am incredibly grateful for that.  I was blessed to be born in a huge family, with 2 sisters and 2 brothers, and lots of aunts, uncles, cousins!  My childhood memories are golden, and I hold them close in my heart always.

4.  Cats –  I’m a crazy cat lady, incredibly grateful for the cats that have owned my heart.  First and foremost, my beloved Tommy who died from lymphoma this year…this was the WORST THING about 2020, and it literally broke my heart.  Rudy lifted us up during this difficult time, and now we have added playful Bobby Moonlight as his baby brother.  They met for the first time yesterday, and it was the smoothest cat introduction ever!  They became fast friends, played and chased around the house without even a snarl or hiss!  It lifted my heart to hear their galloping up and down the hallway all day long.  And last but not least, Jordan who left us two years ago… my pretty princess over the rainbow bridge who started my obsession with cats.

5.  Health – I’ve been blessed to have good health, and I hit that scary milestone of 60 this year!  It’s not so bad, and I am extremely grateful to have made it this far without any major illnesses such as high blood pressure, and heart disease, which runs in my family.  I attribute my good health thus far to a lifetime of dedication to exercise.  Well, you could say obsession…. I love running, high impact aerobics, kickboxing, and yoga!    

Me and my Sierra

6.  Music – I’m grateful for music, as it brings me great pleasure and gets me through the tough times.  I always have music on when I’m awake.  It makes working a lot less like work, allows me to pour out my emotions, dance when nobody’s watching, and inspires my writing, as well!  I like just about all kinds of music (except country – sorry not sorry)… from classical to classic rock to pop to electronic to hip hop.  One of my hobbies is music collecting – I have a cache of over 300 vinyl albums, 400 or more CDs and a mp3 library of almost 15,000 songs.  I’m a (very) amateur guitar player and took piano lessons as a child. For me, music evokes memories and emotions, and touches my soul. Thank you for always being there, music.

Hillsborough Winery 2019

7.  Wine – Yes, I know this is one is a real shocker!! Wine, thank you for helping me get through 2020!  Seriously though, I have always been a red wine connoisseur.  It is good for your heart, you know!  I love a good, bold red.  I belong to 4 wineries, one in Napa and three locally.  We have been fortunate to visit the Napa area twice and hope to return, as it was one of the most beautiful and enjoyable trips ever. One of the things Dan and I enjoy doing is hitting a local winery or two on the weekend, sipping some Cabernet, gazing at the beautiful vineyard views and listening to music.  COVID-19 has impacted that experience this year with social distancing and strict protocols, so we cut down on our winery visits this year.  I’m hoping 2021 is better.

8.  Cheese – Yep. I love cheese!  (And it’s a writing prompt.)  I love all kinds of cheese, thanks to one of my first jobs – working retail at a Hickory Farms store.  I got to sample cheeses from all over the world:  Brie, Gouda, Havarti, Gruyere, goats milk cheese, Gorgonzola, Camembert, Parmigiano, Roquefort, Swiss, you name it!  My absolute favorites have always been sharp cheddars like New York and Vermont, Colby, and Muenster cheeses. I should probably cut down on it, but it goes so well with my red wine!

I chase sunsets!! 🙂

9.  Nature –  I love all animals (well….except rats, most snakes and insects like roaches and spiders).  I marvel at the wildlife in Virginia – we have deer, rabbits, squirrels, foxes, groudhogs, chipmunks and all kinds of birds that visit our yard frequently.  I am a lover of trees, sunsets, clouds, stars, changing skies, the 4 seasons, the moon, flowers, and bees (excepts wasps).  My love for nature is expressed through my photography, also one of my hobbies.

10.  Poetry –  I’ve been writing poetry since I was 5 years old.  It is my passion, and allows me to express myself in words.  If I’m feeling anxious or experiencing emotions such as grief, anger, joy – I can channel it and use it creatively while relieving any negative stress. I love experimenting in poetry formats such as sonnets (my fav), etherees, pantoums, villanelles, and haiku.  Even with my busy life and career, I make it a point to write one poem per week.  I published my first book of poetry in 2011 called “Shadows of My Father,” a tribute to my Dad after he passed away.  Hopefully soon I’ll be able to publish Book #2, if life ever slows down.  

So there you have it!  There are lot of other things that did not make the list that I’m still extremely grateful for:  my home, my job, my car, technology, Virginia, Florida, toilet paper (haha, so 2020). Wishing you all a wonderful holiday season, with hopes of a better year in 2021!

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2020
Saturday, November 28, 2020

Ecrits Blogophilia Week 38.13 Topic: Gratitude
Hard Bonus (2 points): Incorporate a quote from a Greek philosopher (Plato – “Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.”)
Easy Bonus (1 Point): Include three types of cheeses (either types or names of cheeses will be accepted) – I listed quite a few!

This week’s pic

SECRET PHRASES: 

1.  Snoopy
2.  Bicycle Race
3.  Autumn
4.  Falling Leaves
5.  Windblown
6.  Thanksgiving
7.  Beagle
8.  Change of Seasons
9.  Happy Dance
10. Basket full of happy

Topic:  Christopher    Pic:  Christine

Shadows of My Father ~ The Poem and The Book

"Shadows of My Father" by Colleen Keller Breuning © 2011

Shadows of My Father

As a child, I walked through the park
hand in hand with my father.
Brimming with energy and innocence,
I played a game of hide and seek,
jumping into his enormous shadow.
My elfin figure was gobbled up
by his lumbering adumbration,
stretching long across the path
illuminated by the springtime sun.

Young and stupid in love,
I felt as if my father’s shadow
was falling over me, somehow
supplanted in my subconscious.
Though I could not see it,
I could feel his image lingering,
cutting through the darkness,
watching me as I made mistakes
from which he could not protect me.

I could sense his shadow slipping
away that New Year’s Day,
battle weary from the fight of his life.
With a weak smile on his face,
my father gazed at me
from his hospital bed.
I knew from the far away look
in his soft hazel eyes
that I was saying goodbye.

Now as I walk alone
with the sun on my back,
my own blackened silhouette
extends before me.
There are no huge hands to hold,
no large shadows to jump into.
But my soul is at peace,
and I smile, knowing that I carry
his shadow inside of mine.

Colleen M. Breuning © 2011
All Rights Reserved

This poem was the one that inspired me to do a tribute book of poetry to my father. Though the book contains many poems about experiences with my father, there are other subjects covered in the work presented within. I want to thank my family, friends and network of fellow writers who have shown great support, not only by purchasing the book, but in giving me such positive feedback throughout this process. I love you all!

Published in “Shadows of My Father”
Available now on Amazon:

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