Crossing Jordan

As angels hovered
They said goodbyes
Through the mist
Of Jordans chill
Shadow of cross
As time gave way 
They felt the urge to pray

They clung 
To her breast 
Stained with tears
Jordans waters
Filled her lungs
Stealing the breath
That once sustained
Leaving behind
A weary shell

Sweet presence lingered
But for a moment
As the glory 
Embraced her soul
There was no doubt
What ever the cost
Eternal life her prize

KJS

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Higher Than Hallelujahs

Hell on earth is just a breath away
Time an essence of life
inhale and exhale the hours 
Between a breath of prayer but….

He takes my soul and lifts it ….
Higher than hallelujahs
Above the hues of promise
In the midst of rejoice my assurance is firm
…Higher than hallelujahs

A war between shadow and sunshine
Conflict of words break heart 
Oft times broken in spirit
Between a breath of prayer but…

He takes my soul and lifts it ….
Higher than hallelujahs
Above the hues of promise
In the midst of rejoice my assurance is firm
…Higher than hallelujahs

KJS2021

Mans Best friend

Paths of enchanted aged wood 

Entwined with grain of silence

Delicate texture combined in dreams 

Who crawls beneath the fence

…

Subtle colours blending thoughts 

Of faithful ways portrayed 

Devoted hands that feel and taught

Run as if through meadow

…

Softest wind as if to speak

Once embraced the master

Told the tale of happy times

 When t’would meet at end of day

…

Paw prints etched on golden streets

Boundless  joy for endless strolls

Content at last she nuzzles close

United with her master

KJS

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Emotions

A surge of ocean fills the lungs

Drowning waves of conviction

Feelings like a bow of silk

Tied around the heart with weight

…

Caught between life’s ferris wheel

Impatient butterflies await release

While flutters fill the nervous cavern

One prays for fate or choice

…

The soul is lifted on the mount

Steep the climb valiant the strain

Vision excelled to distant hills

Breathless longing stilled crave lingers

…

Relentless instinct drains earths mortals

Without would be a brittle shell

Creation mimicked science versus

Love and hate would cease to exist

…

KJS

Homecoming

Cautious the winds

She wisps in and out 

Weaving through realms

Of courageous war

Her spirit roams

Visiting familiar yet

Surveying regions

Careful not to embrace

To embrace would mean

She’d come home to stay

leaving behind earths magic

Restraints of gravity

Silent tearing catching destiny

Thus quick gasp of breath

Embrace now deliberate

Steady exhale of eternity

KJS

The Feat of Former

 

Cobblestones beneath

a heavy heart

demonstrate impressions 

of unforgotten truths

an endless pathway 

incredibly worn… 

 

From countless journeys

exists only to the souls 

who are hiding broken

 

Exhausting thus 

how ones life can be

amidst the measured 

process of time

unhurried healings 

wend their way…

 

Fighting murky thoughts

of yesterdays hurts

prayers released from soul

 

Curing rains  

ones gifted tokens

now from bygone showers 

they’ve washed the fear 

between earths layers

leaving behind broken…

 

Through dust of cobblestone

shines streets of gold

leaden steps forgotten

KJS

Hope

 

The young sapling

quivers under the weight

of the young robins song

luring me to the backyard 

of my daily life

that has become routine

 

For smell of April’s moist 

earth reaches my nostrils

and travels welcomely

to my tired lungs

filling them with hope 

thus promise of life 

 

Renewed in faith

as my rubber boots

smile with each step

leaving behind embossed

footprints of assurance

for others to follow

 

Blue skies reflect

this path I’ve chosen

an exclamation mark

that claims its reward

confirmation of expectation 

heavens embrace my prayers

KJS

Denial

No hidden code to cypher

as ink on cotton stained

a neon sign it blinds the truth

is it easy to walk away?

Be direct this is no riddle

without an answer in a rhyme 

gaze upon the mirrored reflection

no crystal ball through time

Seniors now for once were youth

do we feel exempt?

denial devised to sacrifice truth

I hear the echoes of the steps

KJS

Amidst youth or mid life strides, it is very easy to push the truth back out of the way replacing it with myths that growing old is so far down the road; the truth is, it is on our back porch, and we will be stepping down placing our feet on the same path of life’s fragility. 

Let’s join our voices in fighting for change, in creating that very important communication concerning end of life care, and the dignity, respect, privacy and compassion that are not only deserved but is crucial for the quality of life in seniors twilight years when they are taking their final steps on this earth.

For every like comment and share you are helping with this awareness. Thank you ❤ 

 

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Failing Footholds

Raising awareness through poetry for our dear seniors & elderly. Advocates are a necessity of life for these dear souls  With every like share and comment you are helping create awareness. Thank you.

Failing Footholds

Hushed summer breezes fill the air
as silent lullabies calm the heart
cradled in promise we wait for the grace
to whom shall we go if we cannot walk

Absence of light the eyes are wearied
suspended in darkness lost voice of the soul
answers are hidden to questions not spoken
to whom shall we speak if we cannot talk

Beyond explanations intent of meaning
further than strength we lose our way
falling prey to no new beginnings
stumbling through life our only survival

KJS

The Embrace

Sustain my heart 

with a long good bye

watching you leave 

till your shadow dissolves

into tears of longing 

oh… not to be left behind!

 

Weary eyes that

give way to rest

slipping into dreams

of yesterdays 

oh… familiar caresses! 

from one who went before

 

Oh…what is this! 

new life of watching

waiting and wondering

a world where 

days are echoed 

with such continual emptiness

 

Pleadings with prayer 

oh…God help me!

release my body

from this prison

filled with little dignity

and racked with pain and sorrow

 

Respect of a life 

the sword is raised

shrouded by heaviness

of grieving and death

oh…arms are lifted!

as breath turns into embrace

KJS

 

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