memories
seep through cracks in time –
I feel you everywhere
Pat
12/12/25
Tag Archives: loss
Loss
lost her grandson
to the waves –
the look in her eyes
is different
Pat
7/05/24
That Kiss
melting into your kiss –
a recurring memory I hang onto
to keep me sane
to say goodbye
to move on
Pat
2/21/23
For poetics over at dVerse where Kim is hosting and we’re talking ‘kisses’. To participate or just read go here.
Us
Lately, I’ve found myself wondering if animals in the wild behave as we do. I watch the nature show, and I don’t know. I often feel bad for the prey being chased. I yell at them to run!
But as that fails and prey becomes dinner and I see how many of them this one ‘kill’ feeds. I then have to remind myself that they too have to eat.
As my thoughts rounds back to us humans, I wonder – what is our excuse?
pummeling of hope –
out and about while being black
taunts mortality
Pat
2/03/23
A passing-
without warning
this unexpected loss –
an early december
This was read at the eulogy today. I am not sure if this belonged to the person who read it or if it was borrowed. In any case, it was fitting:-
“laugh when you can
cry when you must
apologize when you should and change the sphere of life if you will
dream big
take risks
study life’s plays feverishly
make the play
score the goal
volunteer your time
mend broken hearts
fall down but get up and learn from your mistakes
live life on purpose for a purpose and with purpose each and every day”
2/07/1958 – 10/31/2022
Pat
11/12/22
Warm Memories
in this backward glance
no haunting, just goofy smiles
and warm memories
Pat
10/12/22
For Ronovan Writes Haiku, a senryu. The prompt words are Glance & Haunt. To participate or just read go here
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 431 GLANCE and Haunt.
After Words – Quadrille
These conversations of ours
It feels like you are forever in my presence
moreso than when you walked the earth
So agreeable, and still with the jokes
Don’t you have somewhere else to be?
What type of grieving is this?
– these conversations of ours
Pat
8/08/2022
For dVerse Poets Pub where the host, De, gives the word Type to be used in a quadrille (a 44 word poem created at dVerse). To participate or just read, go here
Change
under blue gray skies
as twilight takes its leave
and day tumbles into night
a crow flies across a sliver of a moon –
I am lost in thoughts of you…
and our moon gazing nights
Pat
2/09/22
Maple
the tall maple is a shimmering yellow
the deep crunch beneath my feet
sounds mournful still
its twin to the left
was being gnawed at by rot
and had to be removed
since then I haven’t had the heart
to poach its sticky syrup
I will never forget the gasp escaping the earth
as huge sections of the trunk was felled
the house shook
Pat R
10/13/20
For dVerse Poets Pub… an interesting prompt this week where Sarah is hosting – Three little words. Stop by to read or participate here
My choice : Sticky. Left. Gasp
Conversations
She came to visit on a peaceful saturday evening. Meandering conversations about everyday things, morphed into events of childhood and upbringing.
The traumas and dramas, the love and conflicts. Families and their decisions made out of love, that is truly misunderstood by the young minds they were meant to shield.
Then came reflections on this life changing sorrow. There are moments caught between heart-beats, that goes the way of time. There is no changing it. There is no revisiting it And its one true quality is that it is everlasting.
This was one of those moments. After the revelation it just hung in the air.
a mother’s grief –
in remembrance
through decades, she kept
the last T-shirt he wore,
bullet hole intact
Pat R
2/16/20
For dVerse Poets Pub where Kim is hosting and the phrase to be incorporated in the response is
” There are moments caught between heart-beats”
thoughts and entanglements 
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