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My Smile

I’ve just started working on a new project sorting and organising all of my old family photos. My Great Aunt passed away a few years ago and her daughter gave my mum all of the photos in the hope that, as family eldest, my mum would be the one who had the greatest chance of knowing who everyone in the photos are.

No one’s got around to doing anything with them yet. But then I had a major spring (summer) clean and decided to put my new desk and office space at home to good use; I began scanning them all in.

I’ve only done just over 100 and I started with the family weddings, moving onto random ones that I will never be able to put a date to. I wasn’t going to show anyone any of them until I was all finished and perhaps collated them into albums. But then I saw this picture.

I never met this lady and, sadly, I don’t think any of her descendants look like her, but the half crazy, hyper smile of a grown woman sitting on what could be a child’s rocking horse is familiar. So I am sharing this one photo now.

The smile says it all.

~ Persephone M


Life’s Vase – Poem

Sun still shining, slowly setting
Not a cloud in the sky, clear blue for the square in front
Long green leaves ending in a point show the gentle breeze
Telephone wires high up and taut, wobble precariously
A car moves past, a bird swims through the clear blue
The world outside continues living
In here, the stench of death.

Next to the box of others’ lives, a pot of other colours
Terracotta orange so hard and cold. How can anything live?
My how pretty, long and thin! Like straw to snap but strong as a trunk
Up them, fuel and eyes travel, journeying to the head, the summit of worth
Divergence the key to life. Variability, the fun
For them difference is visual
For us similarity is a mutation.

The strength supports, bringing life to the beauty, to the variable
Green shoots off, more fuel for their fire
The colours vivid, each one pleasing, each one unique
Fragrant smell, fresh and sweet, fills the surroundings
Each stands tall, petals soft and hydrated
Signs of life start to fade
The ways of death so close.

Each head wilts, closing tight, each smell flies away
New fragiles form, struggling and fighting for a new life
New and old join together until the withering patterns the floor
Clean them away, vacuum it up. Leave it all as memory alone
As the blue fades to black, the lives fade to light
New lives begin as old ones end
The terracotta vase is empty.

© Persephone Muse 2007

This is an old poem, part of Timeless Tuesdays and because I’m so tired and nervous that I can’t figure out anything else to post!

~ PersephoneM x

Lonely Child – Poem

I am me. Fifty per-cent mum, fifty per-cent dad,
Normal siblings share two thirds, we fight over half.
I miss the bond of blood so deep, my heart anaemic,
The normal bond of genetic similar – gone.
Alike so much, blood is seen in rivers and mirrors,
Our shared fifty is dominant, we are the same.

How can I miss a bond I never had?
Age and mothers, ships and showers,
So distant apart even in same room.
It never formed, childhood’s gone,
There is still something there, something that I crave.
He came and went, came back again.

He’s cyclical, if I make a step will he stop?
Can he accept my final chance?
Should I give it? Is he worthy of my love?
Our affinities might repulse,
Why do I want him and why should he want me?
Does he have an unknown yearning?

Has he spared me a single image in his heart?
Or is he an only child?
Like me.

© PersephoneM March 2008

Sweetness – New Poem

My sweet, sweet friend – I’m doing this for you,
With no bad bones, bad words, you are perfect true.
Hiding from conflict and covering your eyes,
I shall try with all my heart to surprise.
Do you know that pain that was caused to me?
And how I suffered all that time?
I yearned for their friendship and their forgiveness,
To be allowed back in and end all this mess,
But I didn’t want her, they would take nothing less.

My sweet, sweet little classic cute English pie,
Strive as I might, to avoid making you cry.
I tuck what I feel deep down far inside me,
Bury them far from the light of day.
I freely admit that I feel bitter,
And for you I bear through the pain.
I often wonder if you have made a guess,
And tried at all to see through my facial dress,
Behind which is fear, rejection and bitterness.

My sweet, sweet harmless purple sparkly fairy,
Do you know how your Days became so hairy?
I wish you could open up your sealed heart,
To allow me in and then share a part.
Allow me as close as they are to you,
Can you share your problems with me?
My stomach gurgles like a pit full of cess,
I am scared to attend, I’m far from fearless,
I will try with all I have to spare your sadness.

© Persephone M 28th March 2008.

This week’s Timeless Tuesday poem from three years ago and relating to matters existing years before that one.

Belonging – Poem

With the re-design of this site and from my foray into forgotten boxes (see blog about that) here is a totally long lost poem that I wrote in 2002. I have no memory of it whatsoever, but thought I’d share!

I lost you before and I lost me,
I live in fear for it to recur.
Nightmares, cold sweats and screams, Your love blocks it all out.
I know I say things wrong, I know I give you doubt.
Do not doubt, do not stop, You love me, care for me.
Even when everything sucks, You make me smile, you make me laugh.
You are there by my side always, Forgiving, comforting, loving.
Paranoia sets in at night,
Where are you?
Who are you with?
What are you doing?
Do you really love me?
All I have to do is think of you,
You love me, You comfort me, You put up with me,
You make me belong.
I take you and love for granted,
Everything you do I’d miss.
With you I am so happy,
With you I finally belong.

Is it kind of odd that I never write happy stuff now, yet when I was a naive little youth, I did? Especially as I am far happier now than almost a decade ago!

~ Persephone M