KATH SAYS GOODBYE.

Entering in through the open door,
to join a crowd of such alot more.
The evening hours had just begun,
as more folk entered for the fun.

With a good selection close not far,
drinks are ordered from the bar.
A period of time to celebrate,
as more folk arrive through the gate.

The use of speech fills the air,
within the room funished with care.
Seats reserved for a crowd of twelve,
there to sort out amongst themselves.

A table laid for use with food,
from the menus where eyes are glued.
A dish to begin, plus main course,
all to be ordered with such force.

Requests are taken and during the wait,
for arrival of food upon the plate.
Talks go on around the bench,
together with drinks to help and quench.

Music plays in the evening light,
for all pleasure and such delight.
Meals are handed, there to enjoy,
in such silence and employ.

Linda, Sally, Sandy, Sue,
Mary, Tony, Jean and James too.
Joining Kathryn at the bar,
as a farewell tune plays to the star.

A final round of drink delivered,
together with a toast as speech is said.
To wish success and all the best,
as a goodbye word is well addressed.

SO LONG.

Sweet sorrow less
pity directed nowhere.
Tears of unforgiving regret,
ignored and unbelievable.
Down right mean words,
hissed from the mouth
of a serpent.
Poison running off the lips,
dripping on my tongue.
Farewell old love.
The time has passed and died.
Goodbye dear liar.
take my soul and all my pride,
for which you robbed me.
My attempts to enjoy another
stolen from right under me.
Smiles of defeat
read on your non grieving face.
So long.
So long.
So long.

LASTING IMPRESSION.

How do we say goodbye
To someone so close?
As we ask ourselves why,
When you're looked up to the most.

You've come to mean so much
To every one of us.
Our hearts you have touched,
As we gave you our trust.

You've helped us in so many ways,
Giving us the courage to go on.
And even after the hardest days,
We all managed to stay strong.

We would've never survived
Without your constant support.
You've always been at our side,
Willing to do any task of any sort.

You've always been the glue,
Molding us together like concrete,
Creating such a close-knit crew,
Making all of our days complete.

So, let's just say "take care",
Because "goodbye" seems too final.
Maybe we'll see you again somewhere,
Remembering you always with a smile!

REMEMBER ME.

Remember me with a smile
And that's how I'll remember you
Remember me making life worthwhile
Even if it's hard to do

Remember me strong and wise
And that's how I'll remember you
Remember me with laughs not cries
Even if your feeling blue

Remember me as your friend
And that's how I'll remember you
Remember me till the end
Cause with you life's more true

BEAUTIFUL, GOODBYE.

Come, thrust your hands in the warm earth
And feel her strength through all your veins;
Breathe her full odors, taste her mouth,
Which laughs away imagined pains;
Touch her life's womb, yet know
This substance makes your grave also.

Shrink not; your flesh is no more sweet
Than flowers which daily blow and die;
Nor are your mein and dress so neat,
Nor half so pure your lucid eye;
And, yet, by flowers and earth I swear
You're neat and pure and sweet and fair.

BY THE WINDOW.

She stood at the window. There was
a sound, a light.
She stood at the window. A face.

Was it that she was looking for,
he thought. Was it that
she was looking for. He said,

turn from it, turn
from it. The pain is
not unpainful. Turn from it.

The act of her anger, of
the anger she felt then,
not turning to him.

WOULD YOU COME BACK?

Imagining you’d come to say goodbye,
I made a doll of raffia and string.
I gave her thatch hair, and a broomstick skirt
of patchwork satin rags. Around each eye
I stitched thick lashes. Such a touching thing
she was! That even you could not debate –
impassive, undemanding and inert.
Yes, surely she’d cause you yourself to sigh.
Around her breast, I sewed a loden ring
to guard her cotton heart from being hurt,
then sat down in the fabric scraps to wait,
between the rafters and the furnace grate,
needle in hand, and never so aware
no craft on earth is master to despair.