“Completion” by Sarah Cheesbrough

Peace, feather boa-like, wraps round us,
Separate but equally soft. Stilling as snow.
Nothing external matters now.
With eyes turned inward, we embrace our own downiness.
Tentative tenderness once given to each other…        Now brought back to self.
We glance up one last time.
Our spirits descend and give thanks through shining tear-filled eyes.
There are no words.
All’s been said. All’s been done.
Love insists that we move on.

Photo & Poem by

Sarah Cheesbrough

U.K. © 2011

“In The Grips” by VC Ferry

it’s over, I mean, completely over

and as much as I think i’ve got
things down pat…bam, the pain comes…and when it comes, its my habit to run and
keep running…but I am all alone, and there is no where to run to…sitting here,
feeling this empty pit in my stomach…with the reminder that it’s OK to feel
this pain…

breathing in, breathing out

VC Ferry

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