Author: Capricorn


Last night I was tossed
in sleepless seas,
thinking about my mother.
Now anxiety dizzies me
as I visit her new rest home.

I am amazed to see her
running child-like across the lawn
legs no longer disfigured with fluid.
She has a radiance haloing her face,
as she introduces new friends,
her favourite being Eva.
I feel befuddled --
she surely was an old pal
that passed away last year.

The Staff embrace me with welcome
and are saintly in my motherís care.
I listen to her happy chatter and
my spirit rises at her increased wellbeing,
"Is it a change in medication?"

They smile widely,
"It is a miracle."

We hug, kissing goodbye until next time.
Waves of relief roll over me --
the move has transformed her.

I wake Ö in tranquil waters,
sensing Iíve been transported
through a celestial porthole;
My mother was ashes to dust
over a year ago.

All day I feel her aura around me;
when sleepís ocean pillows me
she strokes my head, and whispers
"Donít fret Ö Iím better now" --
then kissed my cheek Ė "Goodnight."


Comments on this poem/writing:

Catyrose ( -- Wednesday, February 21 2007, 03:17 am


This one released alot of pent up emotion and tears. Thanks for sharing. Your poems are so lovely and touch the heart and soul of the reader.
Becky ( -- Wednesday, February 21 2007, 03:32 am

Dreams and Closure

This One and "The Old Armchair" were both moving poems.. They reminded me of similar feelings I had after my father's passing. I think lots of people miss the message of dreams such as this. A peaceful closure to a darkness that lingers in our hearts from the loss, letting us know it is okay to move on.. Great write Cap. I really enjoyed both the poems greatly
barb ( -- Wednesday, February 21 2007, 04:20 am

so good

I know you are hurting. but keep sharing your pain with words like this.
Capricorn ( -- Wednesday, February 21 2007, 09:31 am

Thanks Caty

I think I always write better when its from my own experience.
Capricorn ( -- Wednesday, February 21 2007, 09:36 am

Thanks Becky

I haven't written much since Mum passed away, but I know there's a lot inside ready to come out. The dream I had was so real as was the feeling of my mother's presence the following day. I am glad I've managed to convey that feeling. Glad you enjoyed reading.
Capricorn ( -- Wednesday, February 21 2007, 09:37 am

Thanks Barb

Yes -- I'll keep writing whenever the words come to me.
Robert ( -- Thursday, February 22 2007, 08:41 pm


Time does heal all...but it does take time..and that varies...great writing..thanks for sharing.
Capricorn ( -- Friday, February 23 2007, 12:14 am

Thanks Robert

Thanks for your thoughts. I think writing is all part of the healing process too.
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