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JB
Feebie
Jan 09, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Not yet ready

You were not done with this life,
Your final words were never spoken
Death crept up on you from behind
Pouncing mercilessly on your back

Ripping you from all you knew and loved
Your face surprised in expression
For this was an unwelcome guest
Totally uninvited, not easily accepted
You fought your demons so bravely

Courage your sword, unfaltering love your shield
For months you pressed forward, your irrepressible spirit
Standing strong, lighting your way through the dark
Alas the final call of Death’s shrill voice beckoned

You found yourself answering, in surprise and mind swirling shock
Yet, Death, uncompromising, calculating took your unwilling hand
Leading you through the gossamer covers to the ever after
Those remaining, anger seethes, boils to the surface

You were not ready; you had a future all mapped out
Plans never realized,
Dreams still awaited dreaming
Love still so strong, felt even after you had passed on

Though your body collapsed in the end
Though your system could no longer defend
Your spirit, indomitably fought, clawed
Clinging to what was left of strength

Admiration for you felt in ever pore
Love courses through each being
Though you lost, in our minds you won
— Feebie, Jan 09, 2010

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Region, Country: Gauteng, ZMB

Favorite Poets: Sylvia Plath, Robert Frost

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Ink Dragon

16 years 5 months ago

Dear Feebie,

the reluctance to let go... you portray it here so well, the reader can feel it. (At least, this one can.) Please correct a couple of typos that crept in (ll.2&4, you -> your; l.25 ever -> every). Otherwise, I can find nothing to "construct". Here's wishing for a better year this time around and for some healing, dear one. Yours, ~Nina
JB

Jillian Botha

16 years 5 months ago

Typos all sorted!!

Hi Nina, Thank you for pointing out all typos, i am surprised they even leaked through LOL. This is one dedicated to my Dad, a whole year later, we are at peace now that he is at peace, but we still struggle with the fact that he was not ready, and he fought bravely till his last breath. This is something that has been in the back of my mind for a long while now and had to be said eventually. I thank you for the read and feedback. Yours in script Jill Mistakes happen, do not dwell on them, live them, mourn them and move on to better things. (PS: if that does not work eat lots and lots of chocolate)
JB

Jillian Botha

16 years 5 months ago

Thank you Indi!

He did indeed suffer for many months, but did so bravely and fought hard through his ordeal. There is some solace found in the destination for him, for he is now pain free, however we still live with the knowledge that he still had so many things he wanted to experience and do. He was my Father Indi, it gets no closer than that for me, for my family, be they my parents or my kids or my other hhalf, they are all a part of my heart and soul, no matter where life may take them. Thank you for the read. Hope you feeling better. Yours in script Jill Mistakes happen, do not dwell on them, live them, mourn them and move on to better things. (PS: if that does not work eat lots and lots of chocolate)
AS

Aireal Steed

16 years 5 months ago

This very sweet. I think you

This very sweet. I think you did really well on this write. It sort of hit home for me and I bet a lot of people. You almost had me to tears. I look forward to reading more. Aireal Steed
JB

Jillian Botha

16 years 5 months ago

Thank you Aireal!

I will confess to tears being shed during writing this yes, however it needed to be said. Thank you for the read, and i look forward to reading yours as well Yours in script Jill Mistakes happen, do not dwell on them, live them, mourn them and move on to better things. (PS: if that does not work eat lots and lots of chocolate)