Posted: November 3, 2010 in Poetry
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 Her ephemeral world of dreams

Lay buried under the sand

Her silent suppressed voice

Fluttered around in the gentle breeze

She carried the womb of hope

Lying still within her

No cross or tombstone above her

A few rose petals scattered on her grave

Its hues pale in the evening sky

A mother, a wife, a daughter

Nobody to claim her now

She lived an exalted life

She was the best there ever was

A shoulder, a shared laugh

Never alone in smiles or tears

Then cruel fate reared its ugly hands

And smothered that flickering flame

For want of love and harmony

On this blessed earth she wandered

They walked away leaving her,

Raw and embittered,

Her stoicism broken down

Healed and then broken again

But now she rests in peace

Gazing up to the heavens…


(Dedicated to my dear friend who was killed in a ‘hit and run’ road accident .You are remembered today, again, by your friends, family & daughter.)


  1. Glynn says:

    This is beautiful, reflecting love and deep feeling — and heartache. Well done.

  2. brian says:

    a wonderful remembrance of your friend..i am glad they found peace…

  3. Eric says:

    A fitting tribute to your fiend. I’m sure she’s pleased.

  4. a wonderful tribute that i am glad you were able to share…many thanks pete

  5. Loss is always so difficult. Poetry … a way through the dark days. Lovely tribute.

  6. Steve Isaak says:

    Nice poem, solid.

  7. Thank you Pete, Steve & Daisy for stopping by to read this. Much appreciated.

  8. Claudia says:

    oh your words touch. a wonderful way to remember a friend and maybe also to get rid of the pain by writing it into words. thanks for this