This poem wrote itself in a few minutes, as some do. Others take what feels like an eternity to be born as they cut, scratch and bleed themselves into life.
The choice of image was both accidental and deliberate; it is the infinity symbol, sometimes also called the lemniscate, to which I applied a “chrome” effect using photoshop that makes it look, at least to me, like an otherworldly guise from a masquerade ball.
In case you’re wondering, the spelling of “too” is also accidental, deliberate and perfect.
Finally, I firmly believe we remain spiritually connected to the ones we love whether they recognize us in this world or not.
we too are one
by punkie
i hope i will remember you and
the look on your face
when you spot me
across the table
your fingers
fluttering
your mind
trying to find
my file amidst all
the others in disarray
i hope i will remember you when
you held my hand tho you
could not quite grasp
who i was or am in
the moments of
time i want
to capture
and embed
somewhere safe
and secure like a life
should be but clearly is not
i hope i will remember you as
the feeling i had when you
looked up and finally saw
the me you knew, then:
“are you my baby?”
you asked and
i said “yes”
freely after
denying it hard
for solitary and tender
years as i struggled to be
more separate when actually
we never can be discrete, can we?
perhaps that’s why i hope i will remember you
even as this broken heart mourns that one
day i won’t, and while you have let me
go we remain so entwined that our
living souls are at once together /
apart in ways i can’t fathom but
which cause me curiously to
gnaw on the mystery of
flesh and blood and
death and dying
knowing both
you and i
always
were
one
© Susan Macaulay 2016. I invite you to share the links widely, but please do not reprint or reblog or copy and paste my poems into other social media without my permission. Thank you.
https://myalzheimersstory.com/2018/09/15/ascendants-awakening-to-where-and-whom-we-came-from/
https://myalzheimersstory.com/2016/12/14/missing-you/
https://myalzheimersstory.com/2016/08/20/dying-with-my-mom/
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Heart wrenching and raw…..
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Yes, Nana Diana, just like life, which you know all too well. I love your positive attitude and seemingly endless faith ❤
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:(:)
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Thanks, I think, whoever you are 🙂
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