For Deb, Justine and Renee
Ted X Morning
The light and zing of commercials
between my favourite shows
is not nourishing
but rather requires the mute button green
of the remote to take me into a greener zone
and better still a turning away from entertainment
that leads to momentary escape from the
sorrow, pain, and heartbreak.
Finding out my friends
favourite tedX talks
and watching them one by one
becomes the new forest I build
which will still have heart break
but the kind that’s a ladder
over the wall of sorrow in
watching or a doorway into inner understanding
and there’s a garden
where I can foster the self outside
my physical now reality.
Poets, Teachers, Parents
build insights that make me laugh
and know I am not alone
but all parents hearts can break
no one is perfect
it is okay to say I made
a mistake, I am sorry
and often those we love
may hurt us the most
although not through intention
but just because they know all the
weaknesses we think we hide
but to them are clear because they love us.
A silent clap
can bring me to tears
and reflecting on moments
of clarity and calm lived between
intense pain brings realisation
that need not be explained
but simply lived.
(c) June Perkins 22/03/2018
Reblogged this on Ripple Poetry and commented:
Poem
LikeLike