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Tag Archives: death
survivor guilt – February 26
2.26.2018 in wartime guns rattle, ied’s level the guys next to you, and some come home in pieces, while others in only guises and varieties of a whole. why me, why not me why them, and I’m still here … Continue reading
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Tagged acceptance, aging, complexity, conundrums, death, faith, fear, guilt, hope, life, mortality, questions, regrets, remorse, self-awareness, survival
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a partner goes away – June 11
6.11.2016 a partner goes away, her partner sitting in the front row while her brother and their son talk of what a wonderful person mom was. and dad just sits, almost alone, a grown child to one side but … Continue reading
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Tagged death, emptiness, funerals, grief, loneliness, marriage, mates, partners
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easter miss – March 27
3.27.2016 [easter miss] dry tired face belying festive garb follower of a dead noble leader that misses the move, the rise, the difference. and with it the joy. ——————
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Tagged church, death, dourness, Easter, faith, joy, loss, loss of faith, new life, ressurection, sadness
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packing bag – November 24
11.24 (10.5).2015 packing bag socks shirts underwear heart will it be needed when we arrive at the final stop. ———————-
early lessons – August 12
8.12.2015 we hated little Stevie obnoxious little Stevie spoiled, spoiled spoiled Stevie who never came back. he called his brother Gibby, he called my friend Gibby, because he couldn’t say Gilbert but we didn’t know that. the leukemia … Continue reading
osprey mother – July 20
7.20.2015 osprey mother slips away wing clipping the wire the talons beak fine strong corpus no longer matter in the world of instinct to be wounded is to die. she sits on the low timber, wing askew, … Continue reading
sonorous voices – April 22
4.22.2015 sonorous voices almost too perfect as if funereal was a verb. as in, to funeralize, to speak smoothly, beautifully, hopefully with just the right sob in the throat and cheer-cheeked peek into the sky. i hope to … Continue reading
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Tagged affluence, cynicism, death, first-world, funerals, God, humor, mortality, perspective, Pets, pomposity, refugees, third world
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holocaust -the bondage of death – April 17
4.15.2015 a long slick narrow bridge over waters filled with death hate filled people gleeful in pot-shotting at random victims a gauntlet of terror each movement only forward unsure if the next moment will be the halted … Continue reading
faith takes us – January 17
1.17.2015 faith takes us to places we didn’t expect and leaves us open to more than we hoped. saying goodbye will only be a step on the road to meeting again. ————- when our bodies fail it … Continue reading
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Tagged beyond, connection, death, enduring, faith, God, limits, mortality, openness, soul mates, souls, unexpected
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fears about faith – September 15
9.15.2014 fears about faith about God and life and love and death fantasies or connections to the really real beneath the world’s veneer fears. that it won’t be true. that it is. and will I have lived … Continue reading