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 Aug 2016 Jessica Head
Ghazal
Suspended in his animation,
Between just tangible vapour
And barely there air,
I can touch him and I can't,
Yet I know he's there
angry . I'm angry .
just tell me how you feel
how am I supposed to figure out what's not real
these feelings inside
they **** me and it hurts.
I just want to figure out
what me and this relationship are worth
so maybe we could try
so maybe it could last
only if we keeps what's in the past in the past.
 Aug 2016 Jessica Head
Stephan

I hope this hole in my heart
is big enough to hold my coffin,
because I no longer have the energy
to dig my own grave
 Aug 2016 Jessica Head
SE Reimer
~

i remember the day
when first we met;
your face i can see, 
i'll not ever forget.
hearing your cry,
i sang your first song;
i was just learning then
how to hold on.

off to the playground, 
i think you were three;
while crossing the street,
you were clinging to me.
when pushing your swing,
i'd always say,
'i'm right behind you, son,
i'll keep you safe.'

for years we work hard
learning how to hold on,
and then in a moment,
childhood is gone;
no longer their fortress, 
our arms they outgrow;
we find we're not ready, 
when it's time to let go.

we took you to college, 
we set up your room.
had we prepared you?
had we too much assumed?
driving back down the freeway,
hope wrestled with fears;
our struggle to let go,
became a battle with tears.

now at your graveside,
i've come here to weep;
your guardian no longer,
now you're watching me.
though heaven now holds you,
and though hope i yet know,
it makes it no easier,
its still hard to let go.

for years we try hard,
learn just how to hold on,
and then in a moment
this life is gone.
no longer their fortress,
our arms they outgrow,
we don't get to choose when,
it is time to let go.

i still find this painful,
it's so hard to let go.
i will never be ready,
though yes it's time...
time to let go.

~

*post script.

an exchange today with a dear, young mother and family friend about her daughter, growing up far too fast, brought memories of our own child rearing, and of this write from several years ago and originally posted in 2013. its been dusted off, with a bit of a rewrite, but stands, both in sentiment and in structure, relatively unchanged.

these words left in comment to her, i dedicate to each of you young parents... especially you single mothers.  "such is the tension of parenting... hang on too closely and a child shows signs of coddling, let go too fast, too early and a child shows signs of parental absence or neglect. the fact that you are aware of the tension means you are far more likely to avoid either extreme; and don't even think about some utopian parenting idea... there is no perfect parent!!"
 Aug 2016 Jessica Head
Sweetheart
"Love is all you need"

What do you do when the love dries up?
What do you do when the love is all gone?
What now?
 Aug 2016 Jessica Head
Lizley
I want to be the trees,
the clouds, the stars and the seas
But once or twice I dream of scars
And tonight I wish I am the rain
binding the skies and the earth
two souls that never truly meet

together
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|08.09.2016|
Some rain and someone's pain.
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