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Tomorrows Are Never Promised

Tomorrows Are Never Promised

A Poem by PoppySilver

In memory of my Nan...


Death will f**k you up
without malice of forethought
familiar chair
half closed
hideous mug
now mine
blood swilled stomach
bloated from malpractice
broken bones
splintered neglect
then the painful pangs 

to speak to you again
about strawberries and the sea
the way you combed my hair
about nothing inparticular
then the empty chair
cold and threadbare
fate has returned me to Decemberland
where more than one ghost now roams

©2017 PoppySilver

© 2017 PoppySilver

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Heart touching poem. I love your thought. Thanks for sharing..

Posted 1 Week Ago

Jarring. Amazing. Heart wrenching. Grief laid bare and splayed upon the table. I cannot tell you how this moved me

Posted 1 Month Ago

This poem brings back memories of my own. It goes straight to the heart. It's so hard to see a person go from superhuman to not being with us at all anymore. As a child who spent a lot of time with my grandmother growing up, seeing the depictions of the possessions left behind was something that really haunted me.

Posted 4 Months Ago

Scary and so full of emotion
about the subject
those remaining reminders that often tell us
to never forget the loss of life.

Posted 5 Months Ago

Very well done, can feel the emotion

Posted 6 Months Ago

Working in a nursing home, I see the brokenness of residents even into their final sad to see, but they do touch your heart...

Posted 7 Months Ago

She was a beautiful and strong woman. Forever in the memories of the loved ones.

Posted 7 Months Ago

When I visited my 92 year old grandmother in a nursing home just days before she died, I thought of how she would have hated looking the way she did...with no rouge, no lipstick and her hair combed straight back. I always called her "Nan", and everyone who knew her, did also. This broke my heart, conjuring up those feelings once again, just like you have a way of doing!

Happy new year, my dear friend, and may God bless! xo

Posted 7 Months Ago

Kelly Scheppers

7 Months Ago

The photo of her is gorgeous, Poppy...she looks so vibrant and happy!
Such a sad write. Certain months are more difficult than others and bring up poignant memories. Such soft love in this one...the way you combed my hair....heavy sigh. May memories comfort you a bit as you ring in the New Year and may 2018 be a great year for you, Poppy. Lydi**

Posted 7 Months Ago

I agree dear friend. Death steal from us. All we can do is remember them and keep some keepsakes of them. People who loved us. Become a part of us. I hope you are doing okay.

Posted 7 Months Ago

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