THE CORNER 4 WOMEN

Sunday 30 June 2024

"QUIETLY" by Becky Hemsley 2024

"QUIETLY"
by Becky Hemsley 2024

I missed you quietly today. So quietly that no one noticed.

I missed you as I climbed out of bed and as I brushed my teeth; when I waited at the lights on the drive into work and as I heard the rain outside my window.

I missed you as I ordered lunch and as I kicked off my shoes when I got home; as I switched off the lights and climbed into bed for the night.

I missed you without tears or noise or fanfare.

But oh how I felt it.

I felt it in the morning, at lunchtime, in the evening and at night. I felt it as I woke, as I waited, as I worked. I felt it at home, on the road, in the light, in the dark, in the rain.

I felt it in every one of those moments, each one sitting heavier and heavier as the weight of me missing you kept growing and growing.

Yes, I missed you so quietly today.

But I felt it so loudly.

*****

Becky Hemsley 2024

https://www.facebook.com/talkingtothewild

Artwork by Lilymoon

‘Quietly’ is a newer poem but there are similar in my book of grief and loss poetry https://amzn.eu/d/ePSd4yb

This is also available as a free download on my website, as a print on my Etsy store and I have just ordered some postcards of it to stock on Etsy as well. They should be here by the middle of this week xx

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Saturday 29 June 2024

"I CAN'T SAY I LOVED YOU" by Becky Hemsley

"I CAN'T SAY I LOVED YOU"
by Becky Hemsley

I can’t say I loved you. I just can’t

Because it makes it sound as if my love is past tense. Gone, finished, ended.

And that is so far from the truth.

My love is not in the past. It will never be gone.

I love you now. Still.

You didn’t take all this love away with you. It stays. It lingers.

Some days it jumps up and hits me in the face just to remind me that it is still here. Still persevering.

Some days it nudges me. Challenges me to keep going. Daring me to find the strength to get through the day.

But mostly, it just resonates inside of me with everything I do. With every step forward and every glance back. Every close of my eyes. Every breath.

My love is not dependent on you being here.

There is nowhere far enough,

and nothing permanent enough

to stop me from loving you.

So I will not say I loved you.

Because I love you.

Still.

~~~

Becky Hemsley

https://www.facebook.com/talkingtothewild

Art by Lori Maloy

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"A NEW CHAPTER" by Becky Hemsley

"A NEW CHAPTER"
by Becky Hemsley

She asked him how he’d done it

How he’d built marshmallow towns

How he’d met a little poor boy

Who was destined for the crown

She asked him how he knew about

The language fairies speak

And how he’d caught a shooting star

That now was his to keep

She asked him how he’d swum

Right to the bottom of the sea

And how he’d seen a mountain cry

And heard the sunshine speak

She found it all a mystery

He breathed the air she breathed

But he breathed out tales of distant lands

And things she’d never seen

And she saw a world of wonder

When she looked up close at him

And when he spoke his words flowed

Like a poem on the wind

He told her that it hadn’t been

Some wings that helped him fly

And it hadn’t been a net he’d used

To catch things from the sky

It wasn’t maps that led him

To a chest of buried gold

And it hadn’t been a ship

That sailed him halfway round the world

It wasn’t bricks he’d used

To build a castle in the sky

For he told her he had lived

All of these things inside his mind

And he told her she could do it too

For reading’s all it took

And she’d open up her world

If she just opened up a book

*****

Becky Hemsley 2021

https://www.facebook.com/talkingtothewild

Fabulous artwork by Chalk Twins

'A New Chapter' is from my first collection:

https://a.co/d/4cOFvD5

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"SEALED WITHIN AN ETERNAL KISS" by Ann Marie

"SEALED WITHIN AN ETERNAL KISS"
by Ann Marie

In the quiet moments after dusk,

When shadows merge and daylight tucks,

Your essence lingers in the air,

A tender echo of the love we share.

The stars above, they whisper tales

Of endless rides and winding trails,

Where once we journeyed, side by side,

Through life's vast lands, with hearts wide-eyed.

Since you've been gone, the days stretch long,

A silent space where laughter thronged.

Yet in my heart, your warmth remains,

A soothing balm for aching pains.

With every sunrise, I embrace

The memories time cannot erase.

Your love, a beacon ever bright,

Guiding me through the darkest night.

On birthdays past, we'd celebrate,

Our souls entwined, a twist of fate.

Now, candles flicker, soft and low,

Casting light on the path you show.

Though you ride now in realms above,

I feel the whispers of your love.

In every breeze, in songs of birds,

I hear your voice, unspoken words.

So here I stand, amidst the pain,

Knowing love like ours won't wane.

For every moment that I miss,

Is sealed within an eternal kiss.

Brian Hyland "Sealed With a Kiss" (1962)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qsvTtp-n_a0

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Friday 28 June 2024

"SISTERS" by Joanne Boyle

"SISTERS" by Joanne Boyle

Remember when we were small

and we would enter the world of play?

You being the older Sister,

always showing me the way.

We would enter a world of magic.

No one there but me and you.

We'd turn our quilts into flying saucers

and fly off to somewhere new.

We would sit with our dolls

and little did we know,

we were learning how to be Mother's

with a bib and baby grow.

When the nights were cold,

I would climb into your bed.

I would try to get inside the dreams,

that went on in your head.

Now we are both older.

We have children of our own,

but the magic never left us

even now we have both grown.

We just found a different magic.

A one that is more real.

It comes straight from the heart.

It's something that we feel.

The years brought us more sparkle

in the lines upon our face

and we found the flying saucers

brought us to our happy place.

~~~~~~~~

Author Joanne Boyle Heartfelt

Art by Steffi Krenzek

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"IN MY SHOES" by Becky Hemsley

"IN MY SHOES"
by Becky Hemsley

“If I were in your shoes,” you say

“I wouldn’t feel a thing

Because those shoes look comfortable

And easy to walk in”

“If I were in your shoes,” you say

“I wouldn’t walk as far

I’d work smarter not harder

And I’d still be where you are”

“If I were in your shoes,” you say

“Then I would not complain

We don’t get anywhere in life

Without a little pain”

But you’re not in my shoes

‘Cause if you were you’d realise

It’s not about the shoes as much

As how they feel inside

You see, for years I did not have

Such easy, comfy shoes

And working hard to just get by

Was all that I could do

So go ahead, climb mountains

With nothing on your feet

Run along through mud

Without a thing to keep you clean

Wade across the river

With no boots to keep you dry

Bare your soles and let them burn

As you run through the fire

And when your toes are bleeding,

When your heels are black and blue

When your soles are weary,

Red and raw and swollen too

Yes, when your feet are blistered

And they’re caked in blood and dirt

Then walk a mile in my shoes

And tell me they don’t hurt

******

Becky Hemsley 2022

https://www.facebook.com/talkingtothewild

Artwork by Johnny Popkess Contemporary Art

'In My Shoes' is from What the Wild Replied

https://a.co/d/2Ssqxeq

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Thursday 27 June 2024

"AN INTERNAL METRONOME" by Tahlia Hunter

"AN INTERNAL METRONOME"
by Tahlia Hunter

There is an internal metronome

that lies within you

that with each tick,

determines how quickly

you must travel through life.

It whispers to you,

“You must rush through life,

for you are not moving quickly enough,

and if you do not speed up,

you will run out of time

to achieve all of your dreams."

But you may choose to

slow down the metronome

and gently remind it that,

“This life is not a race,

or competition,

or checklist of items to be completed,

but a journey

that was never meant to be rushed

but to be savoured,

for the destination is guaranteed.

And though I may wish to skip certain chapters of my life

in order to reach where I wish to be,

to “kill time,”

is to kill life,

for each second of my life is precious,

and no one second of my life

is greater than another.

And the slower I go,

the faster I may truly travel,

for within each step,

I am truly present.

And it is in the present moment

where all of creation occurs.

And so I will move forward peacefully

at my own pace,

knowing that in each moment,

so long as I am committed to a path of love and continual growth,

I am exactly where I am meant to be."

~~~~~~~~

Words by Tahlia Hunter

https://www.facebook.com/TahliaHunterBlog

Artwork by Kate Morgan Art

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