December 18

A Birthday Wish

Poetry

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Hello everyone;

I did say "haphazardly" participating in the April PAD Challenge. This is why day one is being posted after day two.
Day 1  prompt of "write an optimistic poem"

Not Dead Yet, Me


Is it really such a tragedy

that my sentences are raggedy

words tread together by similarity?

The conversation is still defiantly

expressions of me.


Is it really such a travesty 

that I wander aimlessly?

When I can travel through time so easily

…our life history

…a life lived outrageously.


Is it really such a disparity

that I have forgotten the melody

of your name? Still there’s some clarity….

I know the feelings of family

and passions intensity. 


Is it really such an indignity

that something once familiar is now a novelty.

Or that simple tasks escape me.

I still dance to life’s jamboree

and sing majestically.

Is it really such a finality

even as I become more absentee?

There is plenty of life in my legacy.

Don’t bother writing my eulogy,

when there’s still time to create a memory.

©2024 Delaina Miller

For Jeremiah on his birthday

candles

A Birthday Wish

For you
the song we sing,
to celebrate your birth,
is more a hymn
than a song of glee.

It’s a gift that death
cannot erase
your life
surviving
in our memories.

A bright sun
suspended
in a cold December sky,
the warmth of love
radiating from within.

We ice the cake
and blow the candles out
with a wish —
though our arms are empty
that our hearts remain full of you.

©Delaina J. Miller 2013

About the author

Creator of sounds. Poet on an energetic journey with words. Explorer of Frequencies.


 

Delaina J Miller

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