July 30, 2017
Poetry Death, Release, Soul, Window Leave a comment
Source: Authors Speak
Legend tells that when a person
dies a window must be opened
to release the soul
I have no one to open
my window
Or even know where
I might be when a
window needs opening
to leave that instruction
Smiling …
I know the soul above
has found peace
Copyright © 2017 Annie
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
July 24, 2017
Poetry Death, Goodbye, Leaving, life 9 Comments
Source: We Heart I
“Goodbye,” she said
It has been – interesting
But …
The time has come
Leaving is difficult
Death is permanent
I must go …
To find myself …
Staying will only lead to
Death …
Maybe mine …
Perhaps yours…
Death is not
My style
Not my future
The choice made
“Goodbye,” she said
Leaving to Live …
© Annie Original Poetry
2017
July 14, 2016
Poetry Death, Destruction, Storm, War Leave a comment
Source: We Heart It
Another attack …
More and more senseless death
of innocent people
People enjoying a holiday
People not suspecting
the horror to come
I don’t understand …
None of us understand
why the world is
screaming in death
and destruction
Can we survive this
war between religions
No wonder Jesus wept …
He knew what was to come …
Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
April 18, 2016
Poetry Closet, Death, Memories, Mother 2 Comments
Source: We Heart It
The one thing I keep avoiding
The one room that I cannot
cross the threshold and do
what must be done
I have gone through drawers
and cabinets that held her
scarves, personal items, jewelry,
and other random bit of a
person’s life
But…
I cannot bring myself to
enter her closet
The last of what made her
alive to me
The collection of eclectic
dresses, skirts, tops and blouses,
jeans, dress pants, sweat pants,
shoes from sandals to dress
Once these items are weeded
through and given to a place
that provide continued use
of these items …
She will be really…
completely…
forever…
gone
Her essence…
Her scent… (White Shoulders)
Her quirky sense of style
that always worked for her
All will be gone
And…
So will she …
Forever …
Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
November 18, 2015
Poetry, Writing Outside the Line Death, Destruction, Hate, Loss, Pain 4 Comments
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Writing Outside the Lines – Prompt 15
This week has seen several rainy days. Rain creates many different feelings, emotions, reactions for each of us. Use the picture to write your response to this week’s prompt.
The world is at a loss
Too much hatred
Too much senseless death
Too much destruction
of the …
Mind…
Body…
Soul…
As I cry, so does
the World with me
Shedding raindrops
like tears of pain…
Tears attempting
to wash away all
the death
the destruction
looking for
the sun to
light the way
to compassion…
to peace…
to caring…
to humanity…
If only a few tears
a few raindrops
could change the
hatred of the world
and lead us as
humans to find
our way to
universal peace …
© 2015 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
September 20, 2015
Poetry, Writing Outside the Line Death, Fear, Love, Sharing, Words 5 Comments
In response to Writing Outside the Lines challenge Prompt 7 for the week of September 20, 2015:
In our lives there are people, sometimes several, that we have things we want to talk to them about, something to tell them, something to share – good or bad, but the timing just is never right and those things go unsaid. Those things you could never tell go with you to the grave or at least are lost to the person you needed to tell when they go to theirs.
There are so many words
in my heart
in my mind
in my soul
that need to be said
that need to be shared
that need to be discussed
Yet…
Fear is keeping them to
myself … at least for now
Perhaps I will write them
all down and put them
in an envelope addressed
to you …
One that will be found by
some random individual
going through the detritus
of my sad life when I am
no more than dust on
a forgotten mantel
Maybe it will be mailed
perhaps it will be tossed
with all the other bits
and pieces collected for
years that no longer
have significance to
anyone …
living or dead
There is no guarantee
if mailed it will find
you …
Perhaps you have gone
ahead to pave the way
in the Universe for my
arrival …
Maybe then …
we will reconnect and
I can tell you
my thoughts…
my fears…
what all I held back
for years that needed
to be said…
And…
We will both laugh
because in the end
it really didn’t matter…
Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
June 1, 2015
Poetry Ashes, Death, Remember Leave a comment
After I’m gone
It will no longer
matter…
After my ashes
have been spread…
Spread to the
four winds
and…
Nothing is left
of me but an
empty urn…
Will you think of me?
Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
April 24, 2015
Poetry 9/11, Death, Devastation, Loss, Moment, Nothing Leave a comment
Oh… the absolute
horror as we watched
the event of 9/11
unfold before our
eyes on TV
Who could have
done this horrible
thing…
the senseless act…
the unimaginable…
As we watched the
towers attacked…
the planes flying
into them with
callous disregard
of life on land
and in the air
There were more
questions than
answers that day
…as there are
even to this day
We had been
attacked
Our trust breached
Innocents lost
And…
Before the day
was over where
the Twin Towers
stood was…
NOTHING…
nothing but death
and devastation
and tremendous
loss…
Loss of life…
Loss of security…
Loss of trust…
And then…
There was NONE…
Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
Today’s prompt was to write a moment poem … 9/11 was a moment I can never forget …
April 11, 2015
Poetry Alone, Death, Unexpected Leave a comment
Unexpected call in
the middle of
the night
Those calls are
never good…
“… we regret to
inform you…”
“… so sorry
for your loss…”
And…
The dreaded life
of being alone
BEGINS…
Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
Day 10 of April PAD Challenge – the prompt was a fill in the blank “How………”
March 18, 2015
Poetry Death, Friendship, Mourning, Time Leave a comment
Hanging onto the
Edge of Time
Mourning what never
was and what will
never be
Death of a friendship
in ways is much harder
to accept than the
death of an actual person
The pain never ends
so true mourning
can actually begin
Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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