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Invisible? – OctPoWriMo, Oct. 5


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My life is richest beneath the surface…

Sometimes, there is scarcely a ripple

That shows above.

So much is invisible

To those who remain

At the top.


Each day, dishes and laundry

Washed, then dirtied.


The weedy front flowerbed seen

And the snugabug cuddles instead, hidden.


The cozy-crackling fire felt

The hours of hauling and stacking unknown.


Two tumbled-rumpled children fully present,

Their brother a memory-shadow most never see.

People see the joy, the peace

Not the learning and striving so deep beneath

The foundation of happiness is presence.

Surface words:lazy, messy, ditzy

have so little to do with the healing

That is my life’s purpose.

So much emotion, so much done

Out of sight, never considered.

The invisible matters.


This short little poem in black and white

So much life current beneath.

This poem written in honor of Elijah James Burton, July 13-25, 2003. Your lifetime was 12 days long, and your presence indelible. I love you, Tiny Tiger, today and always.


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I am myself. I own my life, and live with three other people who own theirs. My intention is to do only those things that bring me joy, and to give myself wholly to those things I do. Writing has been my passion throughout my life, and this will become the home for my writing life...because it brings me great joy!

8 thoughts on “Invisible? – OctPoWriMo, Oct. 5

    1. Ladynimue –

      Thank you so much for your visit and kind words. This challenge is really helping me to delve more deeply into myself, and some very powerful emotions are coming forth. It can be draining, and definitely is empowering!

  1. Some fab alliteration here Shan. I love the rough and tousle on top and the way you let us into the secret of a mere glimpse of pain underneath – your love for Elijah held close to you. X x

    1. El –

      Thank you for stopping in!

      Elijah is always here, always a part of me. He is the catalyst for changing pretty much everything about the way we live with our surviving children. He keeps me always aware of how suddenly life can end, with no more chances to get it right.

      Bringing joy into the lives of those I love – including, at last, me! – helps me to feel that I am honoring him in some deep way. He has become our greatest gift.

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