The poet reflects on the tragic death of a high school friend, emphasizing the sorrow and loss experienced in their community. As more classmates pass, the writer encourages cherishing life and memories. The poem, inspired by personal loss, highlights the fleeting nature of existence and the enduring power of love and remembrance.
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Washed Out to Sea
The poem “Washed Out” reflects on loss and longing as the speaker remembers her father’s passing. The upcoming anniversary of his death weighs heavily on her heart, but she also treasures the memories of their time together. The poem captures her deep love and admiration for her father, drawing on nostalgic moments and her enduring sorrow.
The Whispering Wind
The Whispering Wind When night falls with pain and sorrowand I’m feeling cold and hollow,in the midst of anxiety,the whispering wind comforts me. Hear the caress of windchime ringsas the lonely mockingbird sings.While pondering my destiny,the whispering wind comforts me. Now as my restless spirit roams,guide me to my heavenly home,and when the rain fallsContinue reading “The Whispering Wind”
The Mourning Light
The Mourning Light no sign of the sunthe morning is full of stormframed by steel gray clouds the heavens melt downweeping angels fill the skyshedding bitter tears the mud and the rootsdrown in relentless sorrowshallow and hollow restless winds of Marchruffle the raven’s feathersashes to stardust sepia snapshotsthe essence of life waversin the mourning lightContinue reading “The Mourning Light”
Amethyst Sky
Photo by Colleen Keller Breuning © 2015 Amethyst Sky Rain has fallen five days straight. The levee breaks, hope comes undone. Tears from heaven flood the grass, Sparkling like diamonds in the sun. But it’s all right, I hear your voice Whispering as twilight draws nigh. Your smile beckons from distant stars Twinkling in theContinue reading “Amethyst Sky”
To Mingle With Shooting Stars
To Mingle With Shooting Stars These tired bones ache and the futile tears fall undetected, unrelenting, like soft rain on a summer day. The wind stills in deference to a radiant light rising up, drawing closer, closer as I crawl to the precipice. I am about to take my last voyage, a great leap inContinue reading “To Mingle With Shooting Stars”
Ode to Elly
Blogophilia 50.3 Topic: “There is no “I” in Team” Bonus Points: (Hard, 2pts): mention a Maya Angelou quote (Easy, 1pt) : incorporate a unique use for honey Final date to post: February 12th, 2011 GMT midnight Final date to post ALL GUESSES: February 15th, 2011 GMT midnight Ode to Elly I read the newsContinue reading “Ode to Elly”
Colleen Keller Breuning 