A thousand Hail Marys

A thousand Hail Marys

A Poem by Kelly Scheppers

A thousand Hail Marys

 

 

 

It’s hard

letting you go

before the cherry blossoms

are in bloom,

before winter

has turned to spring.

You’ve left me to grieve

oceans away,

with no  sabbatical to heal me

no calm to compose me.

 

I wrestled with God

through all his infinite wisdom

believing that perhaps

he made a mistake…

 

for there’s nothing I wouldn’t do

to bear witness to an archangel,

to atone through  a thousand Hail Marys’

 

for one more lifetime

with you.

 

 

 

 

 

photography by George Christakis

© 2017 Kelly Scheppers


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Grieving....we all end up doing it at some point for a loved one. Family, friend, lover....they are gone and we can not understand why. The cut is deep and the scar really never heals....it just scabs over. Great expression of emotion here. Lydi**

Posted 7 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

7 Years Ago

He was the first friend I lost to Cancer. Thank you, Lydi!
Lydia Shutter

7 Years Ago

Cancer....such a killer. I walk in the Relay for Life every year as a caregiver and survivor....eve.. read more
"with no sabbatical to heal me
no calm to compose me."

It does seem as if the loss of someone dear to us would never let us heal. I really felt the beauty of your words. A melancholic write, excellently penned. I like the picture too. :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

7 Years Ago

Thank you, Yumna! I felt the photo gave the same melancholy feel to it. Did you notice the color re.. read more
Dr. YumnaKay

7 Years Ago

Yes, I noticed that. Somehow, it enhanced the effect of your write.
You're welcome, Kelly! It.. read more
This is such a rich soulful mourning.
It's hard to capture but you've done it so well. Beautiful Kelz! R xo

Posted 7 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

7 Years Ago

I kept wanting to change it, struggling with how I wanted it to end, but then it all came together. .. read more
Wow! The essence of such deep loss and regretful mourning captured in this haunting piece Kelly. The picture adds the chill factor. A brilliant if sad and forlorn read.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

7 Years Ago

Thank you, John. It means more than I can say!

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Added on March 13, 2017
Last Updated on March 13, 2017
Tags: death, friendship, love

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Kelly Scheppers
Kelly Scheppers

San Diego, CA



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