Confessional

i address my dead loves

and some of those living too

i confess my desire

to hold on to you 

memories are fine when

you are sound of mind

but then there are occasions when

unremarkably streams a need

to feel you again

bring you closer to me

a comfort feather to suage

all longing

that strong bond of mine

of loving and belonging

to each of you i hold dear

you will find you are buried

for safekeeping between

case bound thumbed  pages

my old sleeping bible

the backbone of me even though

these days we share less 

company

there are momentos

dried flowers cards and letters

poems and little treasures for

my soul

to replenish any

split seams of my whole

as time passes by

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Me too dear Chris.
"my old sleeping bible
the backbone of me even though
these days we share less
company."
I have a old bible. I keep the keep-sakes I need. I do peek at. To remember the kind people I knew. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for relating to my words Coyote. Your thoughts are always appreciated.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome, dear Chris.

[Perdition]

Holding on to what we can in this harsh world through memory and kindness is never an easy thing. Poets write to keep our memories and loved ones alive in poetry, but more wonderful I think are those rare souls that find a way to evolve their love into a kindness of caring and concern. It's a rare and noble thing to appreciate the people that change our lives with love though we might find our paths no longer the same. A very touching reminder. Thanks~

[Chris Shaw]

So good to have a visit from you. Lovely review and so much truth in what you say. Take care in these troubled times :)

[Weeping willow]

Beautifully expressed, as memories of a loved one flows through every word ;-].

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks dear Weeping willow for your valued visit. Take good care.

Chris

[andrew mitchell]

A lovely write on all things closest to us, loved ones and family.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thank yous Andrew for checking in. Always good to have a visit and your thoughts. Take care.read moreMany thank yous Andrew for checking in. Always good to have a visit and your thoughts. Take care.

Chris

[Dianne S Penfold]

This reminds me of things I used to do in the past. The term "dead loves" reminds me of hobbies and passions I used to have. Or the person I used to be. I sometimes feel that longing to do those things once more when the memories just aren't cutting it. This was a beautiful poem with a good flow. Well done.

[Chris Shaw]

I appreciate your visit and your thoughts Dianne. Many thanks.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I just love the fifth stanza...that is a treasure...the entire poems rings of that love we have for family...
their importance to our existence, and what we try to be to and for them...
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Jacob for such an encouraging review :)

Chris

[keith]

you caught me there with 'suage' until i looked it up
now i see the relevance and flow as intended
you express you love and caring so well with cherished thoughts
AND ... i learned a new word
thanks

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks ABG for your thoughtful response. All the best.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

Time passes by... little birds in the sky are spirits of
loved ones. We shelter the memories in boxes lined
with babies breath and kisses of Grandma's love... and
all those who touched our lives when we were struggling
to understand. Beautifully rendered in Rainbow's Rain.
tenderly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Pat for your poemed response. So poetic and delightful. Take good care.

Chris

[Sami Khalil]

Gorgeous and touching dear Chris. I felt the immensity of words and their clinging beauty. As humans, we hold on to many treasures, not necessarily material. We hold on to fleeting moments, special events and worthy persons in our lives. We know and feel the loss. We gain insights and learn many lessons.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Sami for your lovely, encouraging review. All good wishes.

Chris

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome muchly...

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Memories are the finest treasure to open from a vault to reignite those beautiful flames... Often we lose ourselves in their memory( and memory is always beautiful) and feel that company again. I liked your feather word, yes those are soft and gentle when lost in time... A very sweet writing here as always

[Chris Shaw]

Many thank yous Sima. You always leave such beautiful and thoughtful reviews. The one thing that pleases me about my poor old mum, is that she is happy when she is alone with her memories. When she is travelling, I see her eyes light up. Both memories and momentos are important to me.

Chris

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Old age and memories are entwined and this is beautiful phase of life... My regards to your mum and love to you.. ❤