it was a mistake
to take time out to dive
into the past
where I met my mother
in her prime
posing in monochrome
my father by her side
casual with his James Dean looks
a protective arm draped
reassuringly round her shoulders
parked before them
a seen better days coach pram
holding two under two
my younger brother chuckling
mum’s eyes flashed bright
as did her smile
while mine today
cloudy grey
brimful of rain
portray pain
at the loss of all three
swallows now flown
to pastures unknown
in a too high sky
i remain grounded
just about
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Cassie58 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Photographs, a source of joy, a source of pain
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It was a very long time until I re took my mother's photo back out of the cupboard, now I don't feel sad I show my beautiful son and he is very curious, as for my beloved brother. That is also on show a bit higher up as I don't think I could ever feel so sweet about his passing, such a beautiful beautiful poem, funny how photographs can do so much to a persons emotions. 🌹
Dear Teddy, it depends on the moment when looking at photographs for me. Sometimes I can smoke, other times I still feel the loss. Thank you so much for your words. 🌺
Please excuse the typos Teddy. I meant sometimes you can smile 🙂
I always smile when you pop up ❤️ my phone makes constant typo's apparently because it's smart, but I am in doubt of that. 🤣 I always know what you mean. Happy Sunday beautiful Cassie. 🌹
Cassie, the title of your poem is amazing. The simile of your eyes "brimful of rain," and the "pastures unknown" paint a truly clear picture of heaven. I can relate to your poem, too. Thank you for sharing.
Many thank yous Rodriguez for your very welcome visit and kind words. I appreciate you.
Remember not the passing thereof
Instead, the memories of how they lived and smiled. 🌹
Wise words AP, sometimes it still isn’t easy to smile. Thank you so much for stopping by. Have a great weekend dear poet.
I know how hard it is to smile after a loved one passes. My mom and dad passes leaving my sister and I in strange place of searching their guidance of what to do in their absence. And eventually they came through as a feeling that they are still with us with love and inspiration. I seem to deal better with it than my sister does, but I'm more of spiritual person that she is. I believe in God and Heaven, and I know that they are ok. She suffers from anxiety, and I believe Dementia, so she seems unsure about so many things. But if you believe God and Heaven, then you'll know that your loved ones are ok. Have a great rest of the weekend to you too Cassie. 😉
Thank you so much AP for sharing with me. You are a gem 🌺
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hi cassie another beautiful write
heartfelt and from the heart to
you really are amazing
when you write dont ever stop
stunning write xxx jim
Dear Jim you are always so kind with your reviews. Know that you are appreciated. Have s lovely weekend.
you are so talented your poems are amazing
and such a nice person to
keep writing dont stop
have a great weekend a glass of wine or few xx lol
Nostalgic bitter sweet memories. Nicely written Cassie.
Yes sometimes bitter sweet dear Soren, but not always. Depends on the moment. Thank you so much.
Good write Cassie. I got out the sepia pics of KP - what, before her botox?! lol.
I bet she looked gorgeous. Thank you Orchi. Pleased you stopped by.
Yes, gorgeous in sepia days! lol.
Wonderful description of a sadness me most all have to try to deal with. And yes, the black and whites do seem more accurate. Nice work.
Thank you Dan for your thoughtful review. I appreciate you.
Both good and sad memories come from photographs Cassie but I believe the good memories are the ones that we remember the most.
Andy
Thank you Andy. Many happy memories looking at photographs . As you say more happy than sad. Have a great weekend.
You have a habit of making me cry
I will do my best to post one to make you smile Neville. That’s a promise.
Such a moving piece, Cassie. And each line, each phrase just perfect.
Many thanks Tom. Pleased you stopped by.
A beautiful, touching
and evocative poem
so lovingly penned! 🙏
Really pulled on
the heartstrings
beginning to end...
Thank you for sharing
poetess, lovely presentation..
Best wishes 🤗 🐦 🌹. Thad
Another thank you Thad for supporting my efforts. I appreciate you.
I meant you hit all the write buttons .. I'm still a bloomin hard man tho'
I’ve got no hankies. Of course you are 🙂
Tremendous journey of thought and imagery.
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