Time to Grief

I've noticed lately that many women and men have a need to grief when their beloved companion leaves because of death (and divorce also.) One artist in the art show I saw recently expressed this in her paintings. I picked up on this emotion in my poems to go with her art. Her works were collages using metal, fabric and other materials with words written in the background. I used some of these words in my poems. Artwork by Fae Ellsworth.

CONVERSATIONS WITH GOD

Why? The question of my heart.

sobbing in my aloneness

grieving for lost dreams,

broken promises, images are

frozen in my world.

I loved him, I lost him

as I retreat within to heal.

Will I find harmony again,

a wholeness from broken pieces,

the meaning of my existence?

Alone covered with a shawl of darkness

vision dimmed, yet I reach out.

Why? He was the center of my world.

Now I am nothing, lost in time.

The answer comes quietly, Find you.

LIFE’S LESSONS LEARNED

Reaching for God’s comfort

touched by sudden tragedy

finding balance seems impossible

friends appear to assist

days turn into weeks then years

yet no guardian angel comes

to assist with answers

This next piece was very modernistic and colorful.

I read on CNN the other day Steve Jobs last words which I'd like to quote here. Even as he struggled physically in his last hours, his sister said, "there was also sweet Steve's capacity for wonderment, the artist's belief in the ideal, the still more beautiful later. He was working at this, too. Death didn't happen to Steve, he achieved it. With his family surrounding him, Simpson said, Jobs' last words were: 'Oh wow. Oh wow. Oh wow. '"