Monday, October 21, 2013

Beside Sonnet ~

In her hospital whisper - 'I'm dying'
her eyes tearing - her long days breath sour 
tugging and tumbling in the quietest hour 
'there, there' -  like to a baby I'm cooing ~

how do I comfort her when I am leaving?
picture bills stacked on the kitchen counter 
the third hinge - should I remind her now or
wait to tell her the side gate needs mending?

'there, there' - my words touch her here 
in this world and me tasting the thought 
of someone else comforting her when I am gone ~

words sink in - I hear myself say - 'there, there'
stiffen at the emptiness time has bought
starring at the wall - lachrymose and mournful ~

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In 2006 I lost a very dear friend to cancer
I miss her daily 
So many days and nights I sat by her side when she was in hospice 
I wrote this poem the day before my friend Mary left me 
She was a treasured friend and is now a treasured memory ~

57 comments:

  1. such a beautiful tribute to a treasured friend, alive in your memory and now alive in ours...

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    1. Thanks so much, Cat.
      You are so kind. xo

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  2. Good memories never fade away. I am glad to see you keep your blog breathing in your words.

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    1. Priya, such a lovely surprise to see you here.
      I have missed you.
      Known you for sometime now, since I began blogging in '06.

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  3. So beautiful Margie, so kind. May her memory always be for blessing as some day yours and mine will be too.

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    1. Laura,
      Thank you very much.
      Your kind words are appreciated.

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  4. The wait and then the goodbye - I have sat in that seat, too, Margie - and I still remember. A melancholy poem - love the gate analogy.

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    1. Barb, being with Mary was when she was dying was so hard for me but when I look back on it now, it was a blessing to me to have been there for her.
      Thanks for your visit and kind words.

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  5. This poem made a flood of people who I have loved and lost come flooding back through my consciousness.

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    1. Van, I hope the memories of all of them are good memories.
      Thanks for coming by.

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  6. oh its so hard to know what to say in that moment and its hard for me to even think about what i want said to mine when i am gone...the thought of not being able to comfort them through it...ugh...

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    1. ugh, is the right word, Brian on not being able to be of comfort.
      you have had a hard last few days, I feel for you.

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  7. You're a very compassionate lady. You write incomparably well of an experience that, for me, is too intense for analysis. My compliments.

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    1. Geo, your kind words mean a lot to me.
      Thank you.

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  8. Your presence, your warmth, you, that's all she needed, there are no words but Love is felt, I'm sure she smiles down at you and protects you in her own way

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    1. Lorraine, I do feel the presence of Mary in my life.
      She was such a dear friend,
      Oh my, how we laughed together.
      And I miss being called 'my little Magie Pagie"
      x

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  9. Hi Margie,
    This is a very sad poem. I am sure you miss your friend so much. It's the worst losing people close to us.

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    1. Lydia, it's very hard to lose those we love.
      Thanks for visiting.

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  10. Words fail me, Margie...so very heart-rending.
    I feel your loss in my heart xxx

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    1. Ygraine, you are a dear.
      Thank you. xx

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  11. Hi Margie,
    This is a very sad poem. I am sure you miss your friend so much. It's the worst losing people close to us.

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    1. Hi Margie,
      I Just noticed my comment posted twice for some reason sorry about that.

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  12. Beautiful, yet so sad. I feel a kindred heart, having lost a dear friend recently.

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    1. Bonnie, thank you.
      I am sorry that you last a dear friend recently.
      I hope her memory will always be a blessing.

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  13. Olá,
    seu escrito é de enorme dedicação com sentimento de amizade .

    Abraço

    ag

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  14. This is indeed a greatest dedication I say. Memories wipe of the years we cover.. Is it not? Good wishes!

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    1. Pranavam, thanks so much.
      Good wishes to you.

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  15. There is no replacing someone you love. Your heart aches in a thousand ways. A dreadful sense of helplessness cuts into your whole being.

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    1. nothing profound, thanks for the visit.
      Your comment is appreciated.

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  16. Sorry to hear about your friend, my friend.

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  17. This is a very powerful poem. I resist to say that I loved it (even though I did) because it came from a place you would rather, I'm sure, it didn't exist.

    Thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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    1. A Cuban In London, many thanks on the thoughtful and kind comment.
      It is much appreciated.

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  18. I'm sorry about your loss. Your poem is so beautiful. I'm often at a loss for words, yours are so elegant.

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    1. Lisa, your kindness means a lot.
      Thank you.

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  19. Your friend, maybe with a serene look and gentle smile reading this…and what a touching tribute…

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    1. deeps, oh, that made me smile.
      thank you very much.

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  20. Certainly a treasured memory, consider that she (probably) is also even NOW a treasured friend who is closer than ever before, when she used a body to live with your friendship.
    PEACE!

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    1. Steve, your words brought comfort.
      Thank you.

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  21. So sorry for the loss of your friend - but how wonderful that you gave her the gift of your presence as she made the journey from this world to the next...

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    1. Leslie, thank you.
      It was also a gift to myself being with my friend as she left this world.
      A most treasured gift.

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  22. Hi Margie,

    I can understand the pain n depth of your words...

    Very well expressed..

    Samy..

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  23. What a beautiful tribute to your friend. I can tell you hold memories of her close, a treasure in your heart.

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    1. Janel, thank you.
      those memories of my friend are truly a treasure in my heart.
      She was such a wonderful friend that loved me dearly as I loved her.

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  24. Sitting by a dying friend, not knowing what to say or do to confort her - this is the kind of experience we never forget.
    Your poem reminds us of our helplessness in those hard moments,and it leaves us sad , yet appreciative of your compassion for your friend.

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    1. Duta, so glad to see you here today.
      Thank you for taking the time to visit and your comment is much appreciated.

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  25. I am so sorry for your loss Margie!! So horrible! The poem in honor of your friend, is truly beautiful and so meaningful! Big Hugs!

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  26. Margie, you gave your friend the most wonderful present in this poem. You gave her Love.

    Very, very beautiful poem, Margie! And very powerful!! It touched my heart deeply.

    A warm hug from Kaya.

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  27. I'm so sorry for the loss of your dear friend, Mary, Margie. Irreplaceable, but always in our hearts.

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  28. Sorry to hear that. A beautiful tribute. It must be so hard to loose a good friend and I am sure she stays forever in your heart.

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  29. This is a beautiful post. And so heartbreaking. I'm sorry about your friend, Mary. There are no right words for these types of tragic moments. And no matter how much time has passed, our heart still aches. I hope she is resting in peace.

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  30. sad and touching... to know you're losing someone dear and not be able to do anything about it is a terrible thing...

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