Magic Wand...2007

Part of an old Poem-"-The hardest Poems for me to write are about loss,about my Mom ..it never fully..connects for me", as it is such a hard subject...but this touches on a strong bond..we had and to appreciate the time we have to enjoy what

we could not hear the clocks ticking and beating with fury
We could not see the hands of time shifting
We were spellbound ---blinded by the haunts of the night
We only heard the music
Our composition�it was a wonderful score
The music played on even after the tempo had faded out

We continued dancing long after the the final cadence and beat

We danced and danced and moved fearlessly out of step

surrendering to defeat
like warriors fighting in a battle with time

Our love played out like a fairytale....

It took us to the magical kingdom

midnight was drawing near
the music was fading..

I am transformed by
my magic wand
with time on my hands

---beating and ticking and shifting



I will ride and fly on her power of change

and let it guide me to happy endings

To hear the notes we once sung, that played on in our fairytale..

Flying on it's shoulders peering through to all the beauty and haunts of the night in this ridden journey

escaping freely to the hands of time

Riding on it's destination

leading me


to her..

dedicated for my Late Mother Andrea..who I lost in 2001.....wherever she may be

Reviews

[Wildecat]

This is a beautiful tribute to your Mother, I am sure she is in heaven. Nice write.