"holcomb" poems
I closed my eyes.
Felt the warmth of the sun on my face.
All the grief and pain
Was simply too hard to erase.
I could smell the ocean in the air.
I opened my eyes only to see you far off in the distance.
I knew it was you there.
I called out your name
As I ran to you.
My prayers had been answered.
It was all too good to be true.
Beautiful as always
You smiled and held me so near.
This moment was happening
It was all perfectly clear.
You laughed and said
"I'm happy you're here. Welcome to my beach in the sky,
But you can't stay forever."
As a big sister always knows why.
"You see there is a little place at my beach in the sky.
It's called Heaven and that's where I live.
I am happy and content
And have no one else to forgive."
"I dance in the sun and play in the waves.
I collect seashells as I watch the sunrise and set
All of my days".
"I know no more hate, sorrow or grief.
I only know love and peace.
And I stand firmly with my God on that belief."
"You have not yet learned what it takes.
You can't be with me on my beach in the sky.
Just because you think you have faith
You still have not learned why."
"Go back to your world and do what you can.
Be kind and gentle to each and every man.
Have a compassionate heart.
Remember my words as we now must part."
"Little things matter.
Be the best you can be.
Take great care with others
As you would a seashell at sea.
Be helpful, be strong
And never ask why.
That's all it takes
To reach my beach in the sky."
I opened my eyes
And felt the mean Spring Winter cold.
It was all an illusion
Everything I had just been told.
The snow flurries fell.
I was not on a beach
But was back in my hell.
It could have all been a dream
Until I looked down
And discovered a seashell.
Jackie Bush Holcomb
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 12:32 PM UTC
I return this site to you all. I never wanted to invade this precious space for so many. I will leave my poems up … I cannot believe I have had 10k views…its mind blowing that you can share your creations with so many. I will keep writing. This has been a huge gift for me. I know of the tense realities of this site, I LOVE it the same. Its been my ear, my shoulder during a year of amazing happenings. To the poet Stephen Holcomb, thank you for your words of guidance. I will learn how to stop when its time, one day. ryn, thank you for collaborating with me. I was very inspired… You are a beautiful poet and writer. That was only the first, not the last, creative collab Im a part of… what a special thing to combine that energy. To the women here, write your souls out. There are a couple that are deeply powerful ladies, I can tell. Vicki you instantly come to mind, you write as if in the heavens, as you are. I know you are no novice, I respect your work fully. Sisters keep using your voice. To the young black writers here, please keep writing! The world requires your perspective. To all the poets that read this, really, I enjoyed every poem Ive ever read here, many much more than others :) I have truly, humbly appreciated every single like and smiley face and comment. Each one gave me more confidence to practice this craft that I was born with, yet never exercised. This community helped me rise up from the creative ashes and be reborn. I have grown much here, among these words, these lines. You all know me better than anyone else in my life actually … Except the few friends that check my poems out here. They know that what I write is just my experience…
Id love to do what many of you do here and create a new account and write anew… though I feel my days here are just over. There is something about having this huge audience to write for, when you need to. I think I want to start reading my work though, and sharing it more with my community and I definitely have a book I need to get out. Besides the internet is just so not trustworthy… my brain needs a break from this melancholy madness!
I say all this to just say Thank You all, from the bottom of my heart, for allowing me into this community for the time I needed. I remember when I had 1000 views and I just about lost it! That was a lot of reads of works that had been read by no one else…. Which is why we writers are here… I get it.
Til we read again … LaNita ( which is my real name … I may write on another page website some day, and I will use the same name. If you see me say hi :) Maybe you could put me up on the politics of that site before I dive head in … ;) Peace
Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 3:16 AM UTC