Tuesday, December 19, 2017

A Poem for Mourning

Your heart breaks
a thousand times
your soul rips to shreds;
the pain so bad
you feel you can’t
take any more

How can you
go on?
How can you face
another tomorrow?
You want to die, too …
but you don’t

You get up in the morning
put one foot
in front of the other
get through another day …
another night …
another day …

You go from intense pain
to feeling numb
sometimes the loss
is too overpowering
sometimes it hurts so bad
it feels the sorrow
will eat you alive

You feel alone
you feel no one understands
no one can know your loss.
sometimes it feels like
you’ll never get over it
that a part of you
has died, too.

You know others love you 
but they have
their own lives
they go home
to their togetherness
and you feel alone














But you go on …
slowly … day after day
and one day you pick
up the brush
paint a sky 
with your tears

Flowers and leaves
blossom from the shattered
pieces of your heart
and fall like raindrops
onto the canvas
the landscape dotted
with budding ashes

You stand back
look at your work
see the beauty 
beyond the tears
the life in the pain
comfort in sorrow

To know true love
is to feel the deep pain 
of intense loss
To know true love
is to find the courage 
to live

Healing will come
For now, allow the sorrow 
Remember others care
others are just a call 
or a prayer away
you are never truly alone.












The Strangest Gift

On a pre-dawn Christmas morn
Mum left this world
Mum, who loved Christmas, 
had one last gift
to give

With her passing 
she gave me 
the strangest 
and greatest gift – 
Freedom

With her passing
she received 
her greatest gift –
she, too, got
Freedom

With each passing year
she keeps giving
as I continue to receive gifts
in understanding 
our life and relationship













Merry Christmas, Mum
I love you and miss you
so much 
We will always be part
of each other.

Thank you.









Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Phoenix


Mind in chaos
runs in circles
explodes into a 
thousand fragments

My carefully-built walls
crash to the ground
buries me under
piles of rocks and debris
and darkness

Flicker of light
heart flutters 
fingers wriggle
leg stretches

Whisper of fresh air
deep inhale
lungs cough up
dust and dirt

I move 
slowly, painfully
inch by inch
crawling over
broken fragments
of my life


At dawn
I rise to my feet
brush myself off
give thanks 
to the universe

And pick up 
my pen.

-Sasha Wolfe


Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Moment Before Rest

Silence
wrapped its cloak
around my throat
and squeezed

My heart beat furiously
thoughts stampeded
down the well
falling …
falling …
falling …














Landing softly
in shallow water
I rested in cool shadow
‘til my mind calmed
and the darkness
soothed my soul
into sleep

In the morning
I became whole
again
and crawled out.

--Sasha Wolfe




Monday, September 18, 2017

Battle Scarred with Love

I look back with yearning
for things I never said
I look back with sadness
on things she never bled

Silent battle lines 
between mother and daughter
parental dictates
harsh criticisms
strewn from deep love
and a need to protect
shadowed in a lie
too deep to reveal

An unspeakable war
so emotionally difficult 
because the love
was so great
that survival depended on
building strong walls



But something deep inside 
knew
Something deep inside 
grew 

Wisdom flowed 
from pain
blossomed into
understanding
And after too many years
and it being too late for us
today I stand 
empty with the knowledge
of knowing who
I am
And knowing
she’d be proud.

I love you, mum!
I miss you so much!



Sunday, September 3, 2017

Explosive Holidays

BOOOOMMMMMM!
I jump out of my skin
the house shakes
vibrations reverberate
through the air
An echoing boom
resounds across the street

Fear washes over me 
my heart 
jumps to my throat
pounds a rapid staccato
in my head

Pele’s eyes huge
ears laid flat
she stares 
at the front door

BOOOOMMM!
Another blast
another reverberating echo
My heart slams 
an unnatural beat 
in my chest
This isn’t normal
fireworks, and it’s closer 
than it’s been in the past 

Breathe
I tell myself
Calm down
it’s just neighbors
having fun

BOOOMMMM!
My heart pounds again
threatens to explode
from my chest
I pull the blanket higher
as if I can hide

I get myself
under control
have a few minutes reprieve
before another deep boom
I rationalize
holiday, celebration
I tell myself 
others enjoy this
I wonder how those
suffering PTSD
cope

BOOOMMMM!
Each subsequent blast
rattles my self-control
Breathe deep, calm down,
it won’t last long
I keep repeating
holding back tears
hoping my heart
won’t shatter 
with the next blast.






Monday, July 31, 2017

Heartbreak

A thump, a flash
little feathered friend
disappeared over the edge
of the deck

I ran out
not quick enough for rescue
yellow paws batting 
the now silent body
far under the deck

Noooo, not a catbird!
Not one of my favorites!
I stooped to get under 
banged my head on a joist
picked up the still-warm 
broken body

Cradling it in my palms
willing it to live -- too late
tears flowed, heart broken
I stumbled out
from under the deck
yellow body rubbed 
against my legs

I couldn’t be angry
he was just being a cat
this is what cats do
and I had to admire his agility 
to jump from ground to the deck
make a quick grab
falling back to the ground 
with his catch

Still, my heart bled a river
that ran down my cheeks
Purring fluff followed 
as, instead of burying
I gently laid the tiny body
in a crook of small spruce
hoping against hope
it would recover
and fly away free. 
















-- Sasha Wolfe