Like a rocketship on it’s way to Mars

Karen

Don't stop me now

I rang her each day for over a year, I begged to come see her but she would not let me near. We laughed with each other often but more often we cried. I wanted to be with with her but her fears this to me denied.I begged her to fight it she told me she was tired I nagged and bullied she said I was fired! Things never got better she lipped from my grasp I tried hard to see her but she still refused so I did as she asked.Then finally the day came and I got the call and at last I got to visit , not that she knew at all. I talked of blue skies and beaches and clouds I did not whisper I told her out loud. She was struggling for breath then I caught her eye in a moment of clarity I told her loved her she flashed at me   “no pity!”

Her hands were dirty her nails were lined black her pain and the squalor are the memories that keep coming back. I spent four days in her company I could not believe what I had to see.  I hated  her suffering as she breathed her last,  sadly these horrid memories stuck in my mind are the ones which will last..

It was a foggy freezing December day when we all met at the Crem our goodbyes to say. To a larger than life, loud colourful girl who with a flash of her eyes could set our working day in a whirl. She had to have the last word and as I sat there sobbing “Get a grip you silly cow” were the words that I heard. Then for her final bow she went out to Queen’s Don’t Stop Me Now.

Karen 1958 –  2010

20 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. poetofmidnight
    Sep 05, 2011 @ 16:20:53

    This must have been hard for you to write. I can feel your pain through this poem. Having the image of “nails..lined black with her pain.” That line got me the most.

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  2. willowdot21
    Sep 05, 2011 @ 18:11:35

    She was my friend we worked together, we were just girls together. I miss her. I am glad it touched you. We all have to cope with loss and as we get older it happens more and more. Thank you.

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  3. vampireweather
    Sep 14, 2011 @ 14:29:38

    You have a gift for crafting powerful personal narratives about lives in a way that makes me feel as if I know them. Again a very well writing story. Good work!

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  4. willowdot21
    Sep 14, 2011 @ 14:34:20

    Thank you, I try to write from what I know and what I think needs to be said, I am new to this so I probably will not always get it right.

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  5. vampireweather
    Sep 14, 2011 @ 14:57:16

    I am also new to this. I only began my blog a month or two ago. Until then I had never allowed anyone in the public (or even in my close circle of friends) to read my writing. I actually still do not allow my personal friends to read it, and there may be a grand total of two people in my life that even know my poetry and the blog exist. I chose to reveal it to the digital community instead of family and friends because sometimes it feels like a safer place to express 🙂

    I’m glad I found your work and I look forward to returning here again

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  6. willowdot21
    Sep 14, 2011 @ 15:17:04

    I too only started blogging poetry in June and like you I feel safer on the virtual world where we reach out to each other via a tenuous digital superhighway. I am also pleased to have found your blog too, we can grow together. I wish you all the best and power to your pen.

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  7. Androgoth
    Sep 16, 2011 @ 12:08:11

    This is a wonderful posting that reaches the senses with every word etched within the lines, and what a fine tribute to your dear friend. There is a deep sadness here and also a little laughter as you recall her sense of cheerfulness.

    Have a very nice day today Willowdot 21

    Androgoth Xx

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  8. willowdot21
    Sep 16, 2011 @ 12:18:24

    Thank you. she left a big hole to fill. I put my heart and soul into this poem. Sadly just today two hours ago I heard that another friend has lost her sort but spirited fight against Cancer … why is so mean .

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  9. zendictive
    Oct 16, 2011 @ 11:10:18

    bows (~_~) humble

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  10. willowdot21
    Oct 16, 2011 @ 11:14:03

    No bows no need to feel humble it is just fact and I still feel I failed. But thank you.x

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  11. lscotthoughts
    Nov 27, 2011 @ 23:47:53

    I, too, felt your pain and I can completely relate, but you wrote beautifully~

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    • willowdot21
      Nov 28, 2011 @ 13:12:49

      Thank you but I think I was so upset when I wrote this poem, maybe I should of stepped back to think before I wrote. It does hold my true feeling though. Thank you for your kind comment.

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  12. catcherofstars
    Dec 29, 2011 @ 21:22:08

    Very sad and I hope my relative does not do that, it’s as harmful to the health of the sick one as to the healthy loved ones.
    AZ

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  13. Eric Alagan
    Jan 22, 2012 @ 11:19:53

    Hello my dear,
    You have talent wrought from your deep, no doubt and I shall not tread there. Many have already said that which needs saying. No words I have to remove even one straw. Lay your heart to HIM open and raw. It has worked for many and for me, and perhaps we can count you in.
    His peace, I give you,
    Eric
    P/s Please forgive me, as I know words are a poor tonic.

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    • willowdot21
      Jan 22, 2012 @ 11:22:41

      Than you ,thank you your words are a help, I try never to waste words , never to cast them aside but to look deep into their meaning and learn. Thank you.

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  14. lostupabove
    Jan 23, 2012 @ 08:28:41

    A beautiful poem, even though it masquerades as prose. I too lost someone I dearly loved,who died at a very young age, much younger than Karen was. I know but too well the feelings on has following the death of a loved one, especially a young person, The despair, the anger, the why him or her, the why of it all, the why of life itself. I am not a religious person, I never was and since my lover died even less than before if possible, so getting comfort from God or a life hereafter isn’t in it for me. I can only depend on people, living people that is. I have a post (http://wp.me/p1ZC80-uK) you may like to read (no obligation) that comforts me a lot.
    I came here via the link you posted on Eric’s blog. I’ll be back, believe me.
    Steph

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    • willowdot21
      Jan 23, 2012 @ 17:42:13

      Thank you Steph , yes it is so hard to loose a dear one or even a close friend ( as I did) it throws up all sorts of questions! I am so sorry you lost your partner it always makes you question life and what is the point of going on! Thank you so much for visiting my blog I shall be reading the post you have recommended. Be brave and strong XX

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  15. prayingforoneday
    Mar 29, 2013 @ 16:32:50

    Phew…
    I have a tear in my eye as I listen to Queen reading that.
    Watching someone go is a strange thing to see, but uplifting and almost an honour to be there. That is how I took an experience. The woman passed, and it was so quite and dignified. She smiled as she went.

    Reading that and listening to the song captured the moment.
    Thank you for sharing this. Really…. This is why I love this place so.
    We all share our most inner thoughts and feelings and moments.

    She seemed a beautiful woman.

    Shaun x

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