poet’scorner I’m Complete
by Susan Q Wood
What are you saying? More time for praying? Hold that thought Life is not for naught Lessons to be shared Nothing to be spared I’m very busy now. What’s left to allow Traveling to my death Takin’ my last breath Opening the space There’s no need to race. Death-defying days gone I sing another song This opera of life
Messages through the body went; outcome sealed My world, that single room on the rocking air bed Bed sore was now way too red And irritated from laying still too long No complaints; I’m exactly where I belong. To my children how do I say goodbye? With my wishes will they comply? I want to make this as easy as I can on them, I feel resistance from the providers of health care. Is there nothing from which they can compare In treating a woman who is expressing her desire, Her truth to be honored, preparing to transpire.
“Angel Trumpet” by SusieQ
Roles as mother and wife I learned to love Flew the circle as a dove. Through my depression I came out laughing The anti-depressant pill nurse was asking Me to take had me pee in my diaper No need for a wiper I was totally unglued At the thought That I ought To take a happy pill ‘Twas my will Was free and content The nurse went Out the room
Nothing consumed. That tidbit I encouraged my daughter to include In the story as both participant and observer I was not asking for her to be my life preserver. The laptop keyboard pressed into service On the third floor, we speak freely, not nervous Last room on the left in the long term care facility The team dealing with my lack of maneuverability I lie in wait For my date. I said to my daughter I believe this is harder On you than it is on me She cried acknowledging my truth to be free From my breaking body. My mind was together It was raining; I had no interest in the weather. My health care surrogate encountered resistance In sharing my plans to end my existence. World confined to my dehydrating shield.
Younger daughter arrives and my expanded team Lovingly converses with me, whispering a dream, My beloved’s waiting on the other side. There’s nothing to hide. Younger daughter talks of reincarnation Being next the dolphin seems like a vacation Joyful ocean side summers watching them play. I don’t wish to eat, take away the buffet.
Son’s here, family complete, I am at peace. I wish to sleep; allow the consciousness to cease. Moving to hospice, pain management is key Took a while for staff to understand my plea My children slept with me that night I did not wake up with the morning light.
At my service they may play “The Old Rugged Cross” I was ready for the journey, to go across Another item needed to be done Internet search looking for one. Jim Nabors sang my favorite hymn. With dolphins in the cove we’ll swim. My wishes answered, I’m complete Who was I next to smile and meet Heart stopped beating, took my last breath In my sleep, I embraced my own death.
natural awakenings
December 2011
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