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Karen Hamilton Dec 2015
With lights in the sky
And cheer in my heart,
A drink in my hand,
A toast to the past

Treasure my memories;
Some triumphs were lost,
Now facing forward
But never forgot

I look to the future,
This one is for me
Year TWENTY-THIRTEEN
For wisdom and glee

Laid out before me
Adventures to come,
With laughter and smiles
I'll drink from the sun

Shining so brightly
Three weeks passed - still pleased,
Work arrange training,
One seat kept for me

First Aid Course progressed;
I wished to forget
The news I received
Before last years test...

(...As irony leaped
'Twas taught to save lives,
My mobile had beeped
With news my friend died

The shock had set in
I had to pull through,
Third day of the course
The test was now due

I pulled it together
My shakiness passed
I saved Annie's 'life'
I gave 'CPR'

I bandaged a 'cut'
I tended her knee,
I showed them I could
Help competently

I passed with "Well done"
But my heart broke in two,
Inside I was numb)
Old memories! Not new....

So, I focus today
With smile on my face,
DEFIBRILLATOR-
It's time to embrace!

I wait in the queue
Examined to be...
Bells chime, the phone rings,
My mum looks at me

(We work together)
She speaks to our Boss
"Can Karen go next?"
Her voice almost lost

I ask her "What's up?"
She said "It's bad news,
Was Grandad who called,
About your Nan Sue..."

She's hours to live
We must get there fast
But first you must go
And start Annie's heart!


© Karen L Hamilton, 2013
January 2013 seemed to set a trend for me,  this poem was written upon reflection of receiving bad news whilst refreshing my First Aid Certificates on two seperate occasions, both minutes before my final practical test Annie is a Dummy used for CPR training. It is in memory of my friend Heather, and my Nan Sue. Gone but never forgotten.
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
Karen Hamilton Nov 2015
Here lies a bud that could not bloom
Gift upon earth, taken too soon
A seed which was planted who grew
In my heart, lives in my memories

Was forced to depart. Such pain left
Me breathless, swallowed me whole as
I sought my way out seeking truths
Left untold. We all serve purpose

As hard as it Seems to accept
These as reasons to see pureness
Decease. This Seed which was planted
who grew in My heart has blossomed

Inside me ever changing my
Path. Lives on within me, swallowed
Me whole now joining my journey
As the missing piece to my soul.




© Karen L Hamilton, 2015
Karen Hamilton Nov 2015
An adventure is what we hoped for,
A good story, a tale for life
But it pains me to say the ending
Wasn't the one we had in mind

We found you in the Blue Mountains,
Sleeping in a place named 'Sweet Dreams'.
So, sweet dreams are what I send to you;
Sweetest dreams for eternity

I won't lie my heart is aching
But Gary you have done us proud,
Proud of everything you've achieved;
Gary, you stood out from the crowd

I'll never forget your charisma,
Your kind heart, your love of life
I'll never forget your dancing,
Showing the pros how to style it right!!

I'll never forget the way you
Told your really terrible jokes,
A massive ball of energy;
I've not met a friendlier bloke

Gary we're going to miss you...
'Miss you' doesn't even come close
To the way we feel without you
It's the good ones you miss the most

So Gary you keep on dancing,
You keep on dancing way up high
And if we're ever feeling lonely
We'll know to look up to the sky

The star that shines the brightest,
Almost mistaken for the moon...
We'll know it's you up there young Gaz
Shining bright on all those you knew.





© Karen L Hamilton, 2013
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die. -- Thomas Campbell

Written in Sep 2013 after 7 long weeks of the largest search to date in the Blue Mountains, Australia. RIP sweet Gary. X

Read at Garys funeral this is Part 2 of 2 - see part 1 of 2 'hope'
Karen Hamilton Nov 2015
An adventure is what we'll call this,
A good story, a tale for life
At Christmas time we'll be laughing
Because you gave us such a fright

At the moment you're just waiting,
You're waiting to be found;
We'll find you very soon my friend,
I know you'll be found safe and sound

Broken leg, or fractured finger
Is the worst that has come of you,
And from speaking to your sister
When you're back, you're gonna have two!!

So Gary we'll keep on searching,
We'll keep on searching day by day;
But I'll share a little secret
We wish you'd give a little wave

A small wave, a noise, a whisper
Come on Gary, give us a clue
But don't you worry, stay focused
Because I promise, we'll find you

We'll find you in the Blue Mountains,
I bet you're hiding in a cave
Making fruit smoothies for dinner
And of course being very brave

Day four of the search has started
And we are hoping it's today;
So come on Gary, times up now
Lets find another game to play

Your family and friends all miss you
And we all love you very much,
Hope, from here to Australia
And we are NEVER giving up.




© Karen L Hamilton, 2013
Written on day 4 of a 7 week long search for my missing friend Gary Tweddle in Australia's New South Wales Bushland.  

Missing in July, Gary was found eternally sleeping down a cliff edge named sweet dreams in September.  
So much love for you my friend. X

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J4M9kwYFWik

This is part 1 of 2 - See 'sweet dreams' poem 2 of 2
Karen Hamilton Nov 2015
Bonds were formed within each heart
Made silent vows to never part,
Where ever on this earth we go
Within ourselves we'll always know
That friendship is a timeless thing,
It travels far and deep within

When distance grows of course we're sad
We can't reach out and hold your hand,
For what we share is far more deep
We'll meet again within our sleep.
You see, when bonds like ours were formed
The strongest friendship was then born,

The focal point we know we share
That's way up high and always there,
To guide us and to comfort through
The tougher times - our precious moon.
Just look at it and you might see
Your witches flying high and free...

No distance, time or age will stop
Our love for you, not on our watch.



© Karen L Hamilton, 2014
A personal poem for my precious 'witches' - Carrie, Josie and Amy **
Karen Hamilton Nov 2015
The sweetest smile can fill a room
It shines for miles and dazzles you,
Some try to hide but still consume
It's splendor as it spreads on through

Their inner core, seeps through their bones
Where she bore her strength, no one knows
Works its magic dished out on loan,
Lifting spirits of all of those

Who cross her path and catch a glimpse
Of beauty earthed on sweet pure lips,
A sight so scarce it leaves a print
Within all hearts it firmly grips

But eyes don't lie and few might see
Through the disguise such sweet smiles leave,
With silent cries she makes her plea
In search for light, silently grieves

Those times you find you're swept away
By selfless smiles, another's grace
Spellbound by joy her face portrays,
Seek truths behind her hiding place

The chance is high she needs a friend
To sit beside and hold her hand,
Reminding her that she'll soon mend
And find her dreams within this land.


© Karen L Hamilton, 2015
"The girl who seemed unbreakable, broke.
The girl who seemed strong, crumbled.
The girl who always laughed, cried.
The girl who never stopped trying, finally gave up.
She dropped a fake smile as a tear rolled down her cheek and whispered to herself, I can't do this anymore. "

-- Unknown
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