I thought you’d eventually give it up. I never said I would. I thought you’d move past it or through it I never said I could.
A tiny wooden table With a crocheted doily That fit the round top I took it home After she died I thought it would comfort me When I cried – The book ends From the petrified forest Might have kept me grounded When I swayed – But they didn’t Nothing did No thing did – […]
“Gma” is the nickname my kids gave to my mom. Some of us kids have been posting announcements on the caring site we set up for her. Here’s one I sent this morning about clearing out the house where she lived for 54 years, having moved in on my 2nd birthday…. Even those of […]
My mom passed away at age 89 on October 8, 2016. Four days later, on my birthday, I was one of the family that spoke. Here’s my eulogy: My name is Joan Magnie Gregerson and I’m the seventh of the eight kids. In 10 minutes, I don’t have time to share about her 89 years […]
A wife loses her better half A son loses his dad Side by side, smiling Talking with visitors Every once in awhile Strong hands on mom’s shoulders Slow circles on her neck and back She didn’t need to ask Rub my back
The horizon A jagged silhouette Clouds sloshing across the sky Pulled with a comb, dripping Sherbert BonfireStrawberry swatches Oak leaves that melt Into infinity Color fades Leaving only greys And I wonder Did I imagine it all? Lying on my death bed Will I wonder again Did I imagine it all?
Silly ragamuffin Black and white hair Flopping over your blue eyes Your warm sweet stare Light and bright Greeting me at the door Wagging your tail Every time Without fail Where are you now, Oreo? Where did you go Are you scampering Among the streams I’ll play fetch with you In my dreams About the […]
A rush A threat A brush With death Life is A brush with death Dipped in colors Splatted and dotted Broad strokes Strong lines Soft washes Life A brush with death
Unniversary The date, oh wait, no longer Grief strong, love stronger
When we think of him We just can’t stay sad too long His laugh forces smiles — About the poem: In October, a longtime friend died. He was a joker. But his death came as a surprise and left many of us in shock. But when we start thinking of him, within seconds we are laughing, shaking […]