at the gate of grief with dead flowers in her hand

when rising

she finds herself trying to hear

the sounds of his voice in another land

and for a moment her body recoils

at the sadness of where death has sent him


to that country opposed to life

a place without echoes

that has no bridge

she can cross to bring him home


nor any opening in despair

she can reach into and bring out the key

that will unlock the lonely silent prison of her life.

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Jemima Jones

Wed 20th Dec 2017 10:59

much appreciated K.J. Thank you.Jemima.

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Jemima Jones

Mon 18th Dec 2017 21:32

very kind Patricia and Stefan.No,it wasn't a real loss jennifer (and Leon) and I understand what you say.I'm keeping the fifty pounds for exchanging next year haha! Rose how right you are.Thank you.Jemima.

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Mon 18th Dec 2017 18:08

I also hope this isn't personal Jemima.A well written piece

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Rose Casserley

Sun 17th Dec 2017 22:15

having to endure this scenario gives us every reason to make the most of every moment we have left.

Top hole stuff Jems

Rose ?

jennifer Malden

Thu 14th Dec 2017 15:52

Beautiful, and very sad. You forget the person is no longer in this world, and start to think what you will say to them when you next see them. Hope it wasn't a real loss.

Enjoy the £50! I have abolished Xmas presents in the family except for children up to 18! After that perhaps some cash.

All the best, Jennifer

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Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Wed 13th Dec 2017 20:32

fab and faultless Jemima.

P&S xx

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