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

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Broken Angels

Broken Angels

They try to fly
above their rainbows
hued with blackness
hidden greys

Splinted wings
despairing sorrow
aching longing
for release

Brokenness
beyond tomorrows
powerless tears
shatter the night

Who will save them
from such torment
will such cries
stay deathly hushed?

Break the silence
shatter the demons
be the one to
save a life

KJS

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The Visit

Through glass they view

the skies of blue

that turn to shades

of gloomy hues

 

Down long halls

encased grey walls

which hold the rails

that brace their falls

 

Beyond the doorway

shadows of ghosts

that linger awhile

to encourage and boast

 

Have they escaped 

this prison of age

their souls still restless

bound by this cage

 

Release their bondage

shatter the spell

this visit of kin

the final farewell

KJS

 

As an advocate for seniors our dear elderly, I encourage and admonish, your dear loved ones need an advocate, they need to have frequent family visits; for one day it will be you sitting wondering waiting, peering through panes of glass, looking through doorways, will they come today?

 

In Honour

Their tears fall 

on our cheeks through rain

as the families weep 

for the loss 

of their loved ones

poppies line the heart of hearts 

as there sacrifice 

marches through time

footprints of our soldiers 

etched in our souls 

as history floats by 

through winds of the eleventh hour…

Through song prayers and silence

We shall forever remember respect and honour

KJS

The Great Lady Blue Heron

Her sinuous neck silhouettes

against the evening sky

as she progresses with determination

towards the waters of self reflection

Her reflection silent and unmoving,

stares calmly back at her.

What does she see? – past conflicts and ruffled feathers

but bids a peaceful, and proud independence

She evaluates her state

with a contemplative mind

determines her self and spiritual worth

eliminating all distractions of earthly life

The great blue heron has flown into the sun

her choice of flight inscribed on her heart

she wings her way to her realm of election

and there finds peace within her love

KJS2018

The Farewell

Summer skies evolve
into Autumn greys
extending limits
of no return

Chilly winds dictate
a cloak of caution
in return giving security
against uncertainties

Comforting glances
just remnants of fabric
past garments of familiar
caresses and smiles

Melodies of heaven
beckon a weary soul
stanzas reach between realms
constricted in earthly struggle

love gathers on every side
farewells channelled through
hearts and tears that release
robins song GRACE she is home

 

KJS2018

 

 

 

Ravelled Rainbows

 

Leading up to July 5th, and here on after…
I love you mom…….

I do not just remember on this day, but every day.

When you come into this world, birthed by your mothers hard labour of love,
there is instant trust, and with each day that passes this trust of love grows to the strength of your whole being. As you grow and the world changes around you, one thing remains constant, strong and true, your mother’s love.
The love I speak of is now contained within my very being, stored up throughout the years for such a time as this
Never in all my years did I once give it a passing thought, a hint of worry, that I would not have my mother, she was always there, no matter what, when , how or when…she was always there!

Through eight years of caregiving for this generous precious soul I call mother, I can honestly say I stayed focused on her, not the what ifs…. and I have such wonderful memories, stored up from each moment spent with her.
There is too much to write, and the words continue to fail me as I dare describe what she means to me, and how I miss her touch however, I was blessed to have a peek into the very depths of her heart and soul before, between, and on the other side of that horrific disease dementia that she carried as her burden, her last struggle in this life. I can honestly say, “God bless you mom! I love you! You are alive in my heart and alongside of me through the rest of my journey here on this earth, Thank you”!

 

I feel the touch
of her warm weathered hand
her soft gentle voice
as it carries my soul,
over the years
to once upon her knee
where safe in her arms
I could weather my storms

In mind once traced
the lines of her face
etched in my heart
a canvas of love,
remembering whens
making changes along the way
revealing dreams
of her hearts hidden schemes

Ravelled edges
of hidden rainbows
remnants of joy
created through,
sunshine and tears,
In search of one memory
to take comfort in life
oh just one little memory!

Hushed melodies
once songs of faith
trickle through the
hidden corridors of loss,
beating against her armour
riveting waves that
fashion and fabricate
her very inner soul

The cool dew
caresses her toes
as she runs through
the meadows
with her loved ones
earthly battle vanishes
through her realm
of continual joy

Lovingly,
Kathy

KJS2018

 

His Promise

Rays of sunshine
hold tomorrows
an open paragraph
to life’s journey

A silent heart ..
ones rainbow ending
faith reveals and
covenant enfolds

Clutched within a
priceless promise
His opened hand
reveals true love

KJS

 

Spring A New Song

Spring
(A New Song)

Frost chilled windows
embrace the sun
wash the sleep

from Winter’s eyes,


Awaken souls
 
caressed and kissed
 
by Heavens dew

alert the heart,


Promise of LIFE
 
resurrection proclaimed

as earths layers

redeem stubborn sod,


Victorious the bud

gives up to Spring

ablaze with colour

contributing canvas,


Brilliant finale

arrives with song

music on wings

from red breasted one,


Metaphor of Calvary

stirs the soul

attributes of grace

completes makes whole.


© Kathy J Snow

Hushed Yesterdays (He that Hath an Ear)

 

Braille lyrics
to her song
music
her love
melody
of wishes
listen
they speak!

Words
forgotten yet
remembered
in her heart
refrained voice
stanzas of
forget me nots
bouquet of her life!

Fragrance
of beauty
from within without?
compelled to compose
her song!
instrument
of compassion
symphony
of love and life

KJS©