Suicide …

Taking a word for a walk inside my mind,
past the cornfields of my childhood
I stooped to pick a flower ..
don’t linger there,
walk by ..
I urge myself ..
poppies bloom a day and die …
and I think of you, my sister,
with your eyes of summer-sky-blue ..
and the day when all the poppies cried:
that day you died.

About atomsofstars

Reticent .. but I hope my poetry speaks for me .. Favourite quotation .. ' Uttering a word is like striking a note on the keyboard of the imagination.' Ludwig Wittgenstein
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4 Responses to Suicide …

  1. cclody says:

    Your words simply stilled me today. Prayers for you my friend. Thank you for sharing your heart.

  2. atomsofstars says:

    Hello ..

    Thank you for such kindness and the gift of your prayers .. God bless you and your family.

  3. Jamie MacNab says:

    Dear Marya, you are so sad. And yet, that very sadness speaks of a strength ; of a faith. Perhaps even of a gladness of a kind. For where can sorrow come from, but a tender soul that sees more than what’s there, and is glad. God bless you.


  4. atomsofstars says:

    Thank you, dear Jamie, her birthday is in November so this time of the year is particularly difficult.

    God bless you and your family, too .. and He will.

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