Teacups And Tears

An oldie given an airing

Time, the great healer had done no such thing.
His home had become a shrine,
her photos adorning walls
and every dust covered surface.
He celebrated birthdays, anniversaries,
with her memory,
a table for two in their favourite restaurant,
two glasses of red poured.
Waiters would ask as to his partners arrival,
he would smile,
continue his conversation oblivious to the stares.
Back home he would comfy himself,
feet warm in slippers,
slippers that sat nestled aside hers when not worn,
these beneath her summer coat in the hallway.
With a whisky in hand he would pore over letters, albums,
watch, re watch, over and over badly shot film,
weddings, birthdays, Christmas'.
Always there was laughter, a smile on her face.
When wearied he would kiss goodnight her wedding day face,
tell her that he loved her,
would see her in the morning.

In the kitchen two teacups, side by side,
sat readied for breakfast.

Reviews

[Plane Jade]

such a beautiful piece I felt my own heart break for your loss. May you forever find closeness to your loved one whilst pouring tea for two.

[Gee]

Thank you. Fortunately this was just me writing as to what I would be like if my good lady popped her clogs

[Plane Jade]

Thank goodness, still just as moving.

[Gianna Anaya]

Whether the outcome was her physical loss from this world this piece was spectacular. I was on a call once and witnessed a Old women comforting her husband before he died; despite how dark of an image that is it was incredibly surreal. He could no longer hear her but she just kept talking to him, and it was in this moment I realized that love, true true love is instances like this. You seem to have captured that through poetry and I thank you for the drift down memory lane.

[Gee]

Hi Gianna, thank you. This was written with me as the old fella. Now married 24 years my wife IS my life, love her to bits.
Glad this brought back memories and appreciate you sharing.

[Gianna Anaya]

Hearing that I'm sure you understand how incredible it is when you find the RIGHT one, I wish the both of you many more years of happiness and smiles.

[Gee]

Than you, long may her patience persist.mm

[Gee]

s**t, mm, not a clue where that came from

[Isabella Ivy]

Umm. But did such adoration exist when the person was present? This might be a case of not appreciating until what we have is taken, or be due to regret, as often can be? (Truly not being flippant, as the sorrow would be true either way, and is clearly apparent in the write... but I'm definitely skeptical, because of the condition of humanity at this time.) If this was/is true love... then the person should find another, not only for himself, but to bless, as most of us have not had the honor of relationship with someone as capable of loving as this. Thank you for the read :) I.I.

[Gee]

It's nice to get the sceptics viewpoint. Would you, if you owned a treasured piece of art and it was lost, replace it with something that could never compare just to fill the space on the wall ??
Thank you for an insightful, interesting review, tis very much appreciated

[Isabella Ivy]

Oh my, I'm afraid I've made a terrible first impression. lol. No, not just to fill a space, but to bless and be blessed again. So many only dream of such an experience. My grandmother's husband died when they were 74. She married twice after and had each gentleman only a short time before she lost them. Although neither could replace my beloved grandfather, who fathered and provided for her 9 children, I know that she was blessed by the other husbands and they were blessed to have her. She shared and laughed and loved to 99 & 3/4. I'm saying, if it's true, then spread a little love around :) Abuse and neglect and hurt and hate travel long and far, so why not love?
You're a good sport. Enjoyed the dialogue :) I.I.

[Gee]

Me too, and a fine first impression made. Have a good day, I have enjoyed meeting you.

[Gejodi]

Such a sad image in my mind...two teacups...alone in a place so full of wonderful memories ...no I dont believe time heals all and perhaps in this beautiful poem it never will Great read wonderfully penned!

[Gee]

Thank you kindly

[Kate W]

Heartbreaking. I can't imagine how I will feel if I find myself in this position. Beautifully written.

[Gee]

Thanks Kate. I will be the old fella if my wife of 24 years is taken before me

[Hannah]

This poem is worded simply, but the message behind it so powerful. Tragically beautiful.

[Gee]

Thank you. Simple is my limit

[kitty]

Intense. Gripingly emotional. Real life write. Thank you for sharing this well written piece.

[Gee]

Thank you Kitty

[lightsong]

I remember when I read Your work, it was so much like this one here, simply and reaching to everyone who reads, speaks about life that we all face, but here Your words hold a pure power, something caresses us genuinely, this so much looks like a scene, a scene from reality, Your words put the life into it... wonderful write, Thank You*

[Gee]

Thank you for your kind words

[Wendy Seames Garner]

I know the effects of grief all too well, having lost my daughter when she was 18. Though many would prefer that we forget our loved one even lived, I find it much more helpful to celebrate the life she lived, and to go on living for her. Thank you, Gee, for this thought provoking poem.

[Gee]

I am so, so sorry for your loss. For any parent to outlive their offspring must be both devastating and heartbreak.....sorry

[Gee]

Oops, thank you.

[Wendy Seames Garner]

Thank you for your kindness, Gee.

[Paul Bell]

You know this happens in real life, and rightly so.
Why wouldn't you want to keep someone you loved alive for as long as you wanted.
Great words, Gee.

[Gee]

Cheers Paul