In Memory

Tonight was the last night I will ever get the chance to physically see my grandmother.  A week and one day ago, her time here with me came to an end.  A woman, who has been a part of my entire life second to only my own mother.  Saying that I will miss her encompasses only a small part of what I am truly feeling.  The love I’ve been able to receive from her, shaped me into the man I am today.  I have always been thankful that I was blessed to have my mother and my grandmother raise me. 

The poem I am posting was read to her tonight, the first time I’ve ever read her any of my work.  When she first heard I wanted to publish my poems, the joy and pride in her eyes pushed me further to do it.  Any dollar amount I needed, she was more than willing to give to see that dream come to life.  And when she finally held the book in her hands, she kept it on her bed with her, or on her dresser right next to her bed.  When I’d walk into her room, she’d point to it with this smile like a kid that I will always remember.  I wish this wasn’t the first time I read to her, but I am happy that despite that, she was always proud of my work.

Lenore Ivol Parris, I love you dearly.  Until I see you again…

 

Sunset

The hours have ticked away
Her last minutes have met an end

No more moments can be shared
No more shoulders are left to lend

A full life has ran its course
One that’s filled with a selfless love

One that’s dealt with many trials
But always showed what she’s made of.

The bond that we shared through life
Could’ve been seen from those around

She’d never just let me lie,
She’d pick me up, right off the ground.

Always saw me as a star,
In her eyes I couldn’t do wrong.

Wish to see those eyes again
Staring at me with life so strong.

To hear her voice once again
The one I’ve heard since I could crawl

Hear her tell me once again
“But Kevin, how you get so tall!”

Every time I’d walk those stairs
How you’d great me by your door.

Asking me if I was good,
Then asked again just to make sure.

Always offered all you had
I can’t ever thank you enough

This lost of you in my life
I cannot lie it’s truly tough.

All I have are memories
And a family born of you.

My hope is that we grow strong
Respect your life in all we do.

Mommy Lenore you are gone
Those words will always bring a tear.

But I’ll see you soon again
With that thought this pain, I can bare.

 

Writing Exercise

While trying to keep my mind fresh in between writing pages for this story, I’ve taken up doing little writing exercises.  So, with this being my blog about my journey in writing, I figure I’d share what I’ve been doing.  Hope you enjoy!!!

First, a bit of reference (straight copy and paste) thanks to good ole Wikipedia:

An acrostic is a poem or other form of writing in which the first letter, syllable or word of each line, paragraph or other recurring feature in the text spells out a word or a message.

Here goes my initial attempt at this form of writing.  At some point, I will definitely do more, this was actually kind of fun and a good diversion from my main literary focus…..

“Suddenly, one man envisioned the intricately made exercise so intently, the room uproariously lauded yet again.  My assistant zealously escaped, making yesterday’s shameful event last forever.”

And now, a bit more reference:

Acrostics can be more complex than just by making words from initials. A double acrostic, for example, may have words at the beginning and end of its lines

Here goes:

Kindled like a fire upon being started up

Everything around me takes on a hazy aura

Vicious pains through my legs, oh how these heel spurs roar

In comparison to the back pains I’d rather the former

Nevertheless I venture on, with the focus of a samurai

Determined to face this new with all of it battles

Hope that was worth your time, you should give it a try!!!