[Butterfly by Mike Flemming]

I am crying today  like the willow that weeps
As it stands by the lake with its roots in the deep.
The willow is bowed as it lets itself go.
The deep roots support  this  tormented flow.

The memories of happiness don’t give me joy
I can’t feel the same  way as I did before.
But the peace of his face as he lay as he died
Gives me some comfort and peace new allied

It is hard to let go of  a  love or a friend
We iake them to the river where all lives must end
But  harder,much harder it is to return
To leave them forever,forever to yearn.

The river bank’s steep and I falter again
Shall I go back and die with my man?
But if all of my being  desired its own death
I would not be writing or taking in breath.

As caterpillars die in their little cocoons
They turn into butterflies in May and in June>
These hidden forces are there in me too
One day I’ll    come back and  be someone new.

But there is a discomfort that surrounds grief. It makes even the most well-intentioned people unsure of what to say. And so many of the freshly bereaved end up feeling even more alone. Meghan O’Rourke
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The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing… not healing, not curing… that is a friend who cares. Henri Nouwen
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In statistics we use  very odd words;
Quartiles and deciles absurd.
But we need them to perceive
How raw  numbers deceive.
To get a grip so that knowledge is shared.

The more deeply we wish to see
The more words unusual  there’ll be.
Deviations and ranges—
How what we see changes
Uncertainly we make our plea.

I said I want a fried egg, not  tickle my leg
I said is it  colder at night,not when’s your flight
I said where’s my nightdress,not your royal highness.
I said let’s make the bed.  not forsake the dead
I said where’s the emotion, not what a commotion
I said what’s a vibrator, not  you’re a gyrator
I said I feel worn not I feel scorn.
I feel so alone,not I want a scone.
I feel like the world has swung too far,not I’ll be hanged for a guitar
I said,isn’t life fun, not you are the one.
I said,geometry’s curved ,not George’s car swerved.
I said how nice is Obama,not I am the Dalai Lama.
I said,I make my own bread, not  bring back the dead.
I said what is the time,not did you like my mime?
I’m off to bed and I am nearly dead

I want some egg and bacon,not to  make a career of fakin’
I wanted to have a  hot bath not to   provoke bitter wrath.
I wanted to conceal my menstruation not to give men an invitation
I was telling the truth ,not mending  the roof
I was washing my ears not  enjoying his leers
I said I fell out of bed.Not,I am dead.
My knees are  annoying but I don’t permit toying.
I said I prefer the rural life , not  his alluring wife.
I said give me a rest, not you are a pest.
I said,where is my tea,not I love her knee.
I asked if you had wine,not are you a swine.
I said I feel terribly tired, not you were a terrible squire.
I said her mother has dementia,not that she torments her.
I said where’s my pink lipstick, not  I am a mystic.
I said try meditation,not grow vegetation.
I said,Are you quite mad,not are you my dad
I said I need speech therapy  not your hips creak terribly.
I said are you going deaf not I’m short of breath.
I said ,try a few eggs not I love your legs

My husband is a very good man
He gets convicted as much as he can
For if he’s in jail
I save on the ale
And I make no hot dinner in my pan.

I found  it quite funny, you see
For he looked unconvincing to me
He was wearing the gear
But he never went near
So he committed no crime LSD.

However he now has convictions quite strong
He believes Jesus Christ had it wrong
The meek get pushed down
And the wise  attract frowns
So he’s   uttering both sermons and songs.

Being a prisoner’s so tough
The bed linen’s terribly rough
The food is abysmal
The surroundings are  dismal
I really think he’s had enough.

But now he has seen the great Light
I shall see  the entire bulb tonight.
It looks like  a moon
But it plays a loud tune
Appealing to both hearing and sight.

Stick to your convictions and pray
That man will be wiser one day
For if we don’t falter
Our course will not alter
And ,with a bang ,we will fly far away

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Noetic,poetic
Neurotic,exotic
Rheumatic,ecstatic
Myopic,beatific
Unusually bright
Sometimes a delight.
Introverted,intuitive
Quizzical,communicative
Tastefully dressed
Artistically blessed.
Beautiful eyes
Never tells lies.
If I suit your needs
Write please but don’t tease
And don’t be alarmed
I usually come armed.

I like to write verses poetic
Without being over noetic
So I’ve cancelled the Times
And  practised rude rhymes
But sometimes my mind will not get it.

Am I too philosophic for  you?
Do you write any limericks too?
With practise comes ease
And  rhythms that please.
And it helps me when I’m feeling blue