Through The Wood

This is a re-post from last year
when I had just arrived on WordPress.
Today is the 8th anniversary of my dad’s death.
I think he would have liked my poems

Through The Wood

I could see through the wood and brass,
his body cold, lifeless.
Seafaring man fighting for country,
raising three children,
ministering prayers.

I search persistently for lost life,
its fullness, its vibrancy.
Maybe it’s in the strange flower
I found in the garden,
the one I know I didn’t plant,
or in the poem that writes itself
seamlessly, despite me.

Life not extinguished – transposed.

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39 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Poetry & Icecream
    May 05, 2012 @ 12:43:04

    Lovely Christine. They’re still with us in other ways πŸ™‚

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  2. AngelaMarie
    May 05, 2012 @ 13:48:41

    Perhaps he helps you write your poems!

    I love this:
    “Maybe it’s in the strange flower
    I found in the garden,
    the one I know I didn’t plant,
    or in the poem that writes itself
    seamlessly, despite me.”

    Blessings, Christine!
    xx Angela

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  3. granbee
    May 05, 2012 @ 15:05:08

    A most fine literary achieve is this poetic ode to your dad! I especially love “the flower I didn’t plant”! Such a gift!

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  4. leamuse
    May 06, 2012 @ 06:06:18

    No doubt you can see him smiling at such a loving tribute.
    LΓ©a

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  5. Angela
    May 06, 2012 @ 15:52:53

    Beautiful, Christine! The poem that writes itself – I just love that line! And a wonderful walk into the brief thoughts of the afterlife and those around us that pass through our minds in moments of quietness. Lovely! xxx

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  6. Emma
    May 06, 2012 @ 20:07:12

    Oh Christine, this is wonderful and touching. I love the idea of life being transposed. Thanks for sharing this one.

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  7. Linda Willows
    May 06, 2012 @ 23:12:14

    very special and beautiful poem Christine. You have a gift, your heart pours words with such tenderness. Love, Linda

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  8. Ina
    May 07, 2012 @ 05:32:46

    Hi Christine
    this is still as lovely as it was last September πŸ™‚ the memory and the flower…
    Love and hugs xx

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  9. Pete Armetta
    May 07, 2012 @ 15:24:53

    Exactly. πŸ™‚ They stay with us don’t they? And we see them in God’s beautiful green earth. Love it Christine, well done.

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  10. sandy
    May 07, 2012 @ 20:36:42

    This is so nice, Christine. I love thinking about that strange flower!

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  11. Betty Hayes Albright
    May 07, 2012 @ 23:48:08

    Oh, this is beautiful, Christine – and I love that last line. (Losing a dad is hard – I still miss mine, but know he’s still nearby somehow.)

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  12. ruthpinto
    May 08, 2012 @ 12:14:54

    That last line is beautiful.

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  13. Fergiemoto
    May 09, 2012 @ 01:20:01

    I think he would be proud!

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  14. Francina
    May 09, 2012 @ 17:36:22

    Beautiful and such a wonderful tribute to your Dad, Christie. I’m sure he would be proud of you . I’m sure those who are gone are always still near.

    love and hugs, Francina xx

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  15. bardessdmdenton
    May 10, 2012 @ 18:30:05

    Oh, what a special tribute to your father, Christine. It touched me deeply…I lost my Dad 26 years ago (April 4th) and this poem reached into my heart. Writing is all about connecting…to our own experiences…and also to others’.

    I’m sure your father would’ve loved your poetry! XO Diane

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    • journeyintopoetry
      May 11, 2012 @ 12:46:11

      Thank you so much Diane.

      I feel the years do maybe soften the blow a little, but not much.

      I do hope he is “reading” my poems from somewhere or other πŸ™‚

      Much love

      Christine xx

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  16. Thomas Davis
    May 16, 2012 @ 02:34:44

    Ethel and I partially started our wordpress blog in order to keep Kevin’s name, at least sometimes, alive on the Internet. He so loved the Internet we thought that this might be something that would help us live a little easier in the face of his death. The year and a half since he died is not so very long, and, as you say, you yearn
    …for lost life,
    its fullness, its vibrancy.
    But, of course, that’s not the way it works. Is it?
    The irony for Ethel and I is that wordpress has become important to both of us: The friends we’ve met, the poetry, the art… We measure out how we share Kevin’s photographs since they are limited in number, and we won’t have any more, but we publish something every day. By trying to honor him we have ended up finding honor in all kinds of places and even a certain level of fulfillment.
    Thanks for this poem, Christine. Its sadness resonates with both Ethel and I, but there is more to it than sadness. There is the essence of your Dad’s spirit in the way you write about him, and we honor that too.

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  17. journeyintopoetry
    May 16, 2012 @ 10:33:45

    Thank you Thomas. This is a truly lovely comment, heartfelt and very warm.

    I think it is wonderful how you keep Kevin here with all of us to share his great talent. I can’t begin to imagine your pain but it’s so good to know that you have found “a certain level of fulfillment”. You certainly do honour him in all your posts on here and to me he seems very much alive because of that.

    Christine

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  18. tikarmavodicka
    May 18, 2012 @ 21:04:55

    Hi Christine,

    I hope you are taking it easy and your hand is getting the rest it needs.
    I think this is a most beautiful tribute to your father. I’m sure he would indeed like your poems and be proud of the courage you display and how far you’ve come on Word Press since you started.
    I do believe those we love live on in our memories, like your wonderful closing lines “life not extinguished-transposed.”
    I also like your lines about the flower. It’s a truism I’ve experianced myself that certainly at that moment brings comfort and reasurance.

    I know I’m very glad for having come to know you and your wonderful poetry.
    Take good care and rest well!
    Thank you for sharing again such a beauitful poem!

    (((BIG WARM HUGS)))
    with much love
    Tikarma
    xoxoxo

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  19. journeyintopoetry
    May 19, 2012 @ 09:19:38

    Tikarma,

    What a lovely surprise! I really didn’t expect a comment from you at this point in your time so thank you very very deeply for this. So in return I want to reply!:) I know ! I am clock watching to make sure I don’t go over my “time on computer” limit but this lovely comment warranted a reply.

    I hope everything goes well for you with your up and coming challenge and I think about you lots.

    Lots of love and
    (((BIG WARM HUGS)))
    Christine xx

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  20. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words
    Jun 18, 2012 @ 18:47:53

    when we are still, listening to the wind
    thoughts come from the otherside….
    I love the softness of those whispers…
    I love wrting down the voices that transcends time and space…
    Beautiful….
    Take Care…
    )0(
    maryrose

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  21. suzywordmuser
    Nov 18, 2012 @ 16:20:04

    Really lovely – words with a lot of deep feeling in them! Have been feeling a lot like this myself in recent years. It’s good to share these thoughts, makes us feel less alone in it all, and a lot less mad!! πŸ™‚

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  22. journeyintopoetryJourneyintopoetry
    Nov 24, 2012 @ 16:56:34

    Thank you very much for visiting and this lovely comment.

    It is definitely good to know when we feel we are not alone in our grief. Shari g always helps me. πŸ™‚

    Christine

    Reply

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