Into Denial

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Into Denial

 

Denial

No, it’s not

It didn’t

Happen

You were here

Now

Denial 

you are not 

not denial

You were robust

Always strong

Our light

Joking

Denial

With you we were

Safe and then

Fading

Denial

You seemed

Distant

Denial

I’m not here now

And you’re not there

Not

There

Not…..

A memory left of you

But we remember

Always

Always, we remember.

 

Simon C.J. Falk     28 July 2020

 

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Remembered Scent

 

Remembered Scent

 Car ignition

The motor and

a smell

long, long

forgotten

returned.

A long forgotten

scent

of him,

one loved deeply.

The same smell.

And we

remember.

The nose knows

and remembers.

 

 

Simon C.J. Falk 6 January 2020

To Forget

To Forget

 

We at table

talk –

to forget.

Muse over a morning

of banter and doings

of what we do –

To forget.

Pick up pages

of someone else’s

story, in a book,

escaping to….

Forget

The window hazy

The smoke entering

Open door

We remember.

Lest we forget –

The furrowed and frazzled brow

Of Firies*:

their boots

seared to the soles.

Sear not their souls

too much

we plead

as images roll in,

role in too,

as politicians posture.

The worn weariness

worn like a day’s drearies,

As its been months’ now

that our bush has burned.

But

We remember

The Firies

and those who

offer water

shelter

food and

their love

tapped away on keys

that carry updates.

We remember

sacrifices made

by volunteers

leaving homes,

some leaving

country,

at the call

of the crisis.

Children paddle

families to freedom

Sons bear medals

Meant for their Fathers

Under the smoky

Southern sun.

 

 

*Firies is a term of endearment for Firefighters.

Simon C.J. Falk 6 January 2020

Remembering Lost Loved Ones Still Present to Us

At this time of the year we often celebrate joyous things and events. At this stage of the year we often have time of rest and leisure. We have time to ponder and reflect.  For some of us this is also a time tinged with sadness.  We may have a new loss in our lives. We may remember losses from times past.  We may still grieve as we remember. But we also know that the shoots of healing are springing up in the fertile soil of our lives.

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Picture: Reflection and remembrance pool at St. Clement’s Galong, NSW.

 

Remembering Lost Loved Ones Still Present to Us

 

You were there

now

you are not.

We could speak

to you

hear your voice

see your smile.

These

are now denied to us.

We choke

on the words

we wished

we said to you

or wished

we heard from you.

The good-bye

that may have been.

Sometimes we just feel

an empty sadness

or, a sad emptiness

a hole in our lives

the size of you.

As our throat twitches

and our lips tremble

and our eyes pulse

from the tears spent

a heaviness

descends

upon us.

Our shoulders sag

and our limbs flop.

How can we say

“joy to the world”?

when our world

feels

like a puzzle

with a lost piece

that will never return.

But then we remember

Those wondrous moments

We had together.

The words we did share.

Now

there is a ‘bright sadness’

as someone once said.

We, though we miss you,

are grateful

for those

blessed

precious

priceless moments.

They are etched

in our memories forever

engraved into our hearts.

From these

we keep your life

burning like a sacred presence

before our mind’s eye

and in our heart’s embrace.

You are part of

the life we live

and the person

we have become.

We thank you

for the gift your life

continues to be to us.

 

 

Simon C.J. Falk 4 January 2014.