Category: Grief

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In Every Gold, Bright Orange, and Russet Leaf: a Reflection of Autumn in Corrie’s Poems

Corrie's Mom

I felt Corrie in every gold, bright orange, and russet leaf. Six minus one is five, and at sixteen, we seldom realize destinies are nothing more than beautiful orange and yellow leaves cleaving to branches in late October before they fall in a river bank. Sweet sixteen, like fairy tales with happy endings, are inventions of commercials and ads to buy disco balls and dresses.

Bereaved Parents, bereavement, children, Grief, Life, Loss, parenting, Poetry, Writing

Even on Amazon: a Poem for my Son

Corrie's Mom

Son, there exist dreams I wishI could make come true, and not the kindwhere some parents buy ordo for theirkids, so they never learn howdimes drop into sewers moreoften than make it to the candy shop.Son, look in my eyes because I know what becomes of holding on toanger and despair so great,it feels likea… Continue reading Even on Amazon: a Poem for my Son

bereavement, Child loss, Grief, inspiration, Life, Loss, nature, Poetry, Writing

Orange, Gold and Mahogany: a Corrie Poem

Corrie's Mom

The oak leaves change from green to orange, gold and mahogany, and the pines remain evergreen. On such drives, when you allow, the sun steals you away to places where people say, "shall" and "thine" and in a glade ...

Family, Grief, Loss, Poetry, Writing

A Poem: Angels Not for Our Keeping

Corrie's Mom

i used to wonder why, but as the gold spreads through the leaves of the dogwood tree your father and my father and a farmer down the road rescued after the tornado, i gave up questioning why ... at least as often as I once cursed the sky for no other reason than i had… Continue reading A Poem: Angels Not for Our Keeping

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Princess at the top of the Stairs

Corrie's Mom

A princess waits at the top of the stairs awaiting Her hand.

Child loss, children, Death, Family, Grief, Life, Loss, Photography

My Son’s Middle School Season

Corrie's Mom

Seasons are not only those times of year when red, orange, and brown colors tinge leaves on the trees, but the changes we face for which we are never prepared.

Bereaved Parents, Family, Grief, marriage, Poetry, Writing

Just One More Day

Corrie's Mom

I held your hand after our daughter died ...

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Of Lighthouses and Mermaids, a Corrie Poem

Corrie's Mom

Storms wash away paint on the lighthouse, and there's no repair.

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Two Years and One Month after Corrie

Corrie's Mom

But that's why there are seasons to grief, and also friends, who are patient and stay nearby, will see a different you rise from the ashes.

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The Chain That was Broken

Corrie's Mom

Sometimes we can't replace the chain that was broken.