DISABILITY & AGING
A D V O C A C Y

 

Poems by Teddie-Joy Remhild

 


LIVING A LIFE OF THE MIND

As I peruse and review the journey of life,
I have come to understand the why's and wherefore's of choices.
Unafraid as I am of solitude and silence,
I choose to live a life of the mind;
And, as I delve into thoughts stimulated by stillness,

I am led to search for solutions
To the unknowables in life.
This pursuit gives promise to peaceful acceptance of the mystery.
I am warmed in the embrace of silent solitude
And reassured as I live a life of the mind.


A LIFE MOSAIC

The mosaic of my life is filled with a myriad of faces;

Faces which have designed and defined that unique mosaic.

Visions of loving faces, angry faces, longing faces, suffering faces -

They parade through my memories,

A kaleidoscope of my personal odyssey.

So many long ago faces, who shared my path for a moment,

Others for a lifetime.

Wise it is to know and own one's mosaic of memories and faces.

 

REFLECTIONS ON THE LOSS OF YOU

In the accumulation of life,
The me who has emerged has been molded and defined
By the love you have so freely given.

In the loss of you and your boundless love,
I am diminished in definition
And bereft in the part of me once shared with you.

The loss of you means never again to partake of "us,"
Nor the joy of our kindredness.
I will always remember the miracle of our love,

Cherish it and be glad for it
But never again will I rapture in its energy.
The loss of you and the space you once filled in my life
Leaves me immeasurably lessened.

 

LAYERED LIVES

The memories of the mothers of my past are layered lives
Upon the landscape of My Life.

Secrets shared from long ago revisit
The lonely, longing places of my heart -

Distant disclosures of dreams pursued,
Delights accrued,
Agonies endured.

All life's dragons must be slain.
The mothers of my past have learned this pain.

I, in my turn, face these fearsome fires,
And as I join the mothers of my past
To rage that battle of life,

I will slay the monster and drink of its blood,
And know of their struggle and strife.

 

THERE WAS A DAY

There was a day,
A dark and dank and dreary day.
It challenged all my skills,
It was a very painful day.
Even so, I faced it and embraced it
And as that day dissolved into memory
My skills gained greater ability.

There was a day,
A bright and shiny, joyful day.
It was a very peaceful day,
A day of blessed rest.
As that day dissolved into memory,
My spirit was strengthened with love.

This is a life
Made up of many days -
All different and apart,
Yet dissolving into a balanced blend.
I face and embrace all these days,
The dreary and the shiny,
The painful and the joyful.
They are the gifts of this life.

 

 

LOW TIDE LAMENTATIONS

.....and the tears flow as the tides recede,
They mourn the loss of massive power.

The waning waves accede to the force of grief engulfing the loss.

As the tears dissolve,
A calm stillness heralds the rise of steadily rising tides.

Thus is the endless evolution of the forces of life.


SEASONS

As autumn arrives with its blessings and warm rewards,
The dying leaf yearns to be revived.
You and I share the seasons of life,
We, too, evolve,
Even as the dying leaf,
Yet savoring the dwindling days......
Winter awaits.


THE WINTER YEARS

Life slows.....or sleeps......or dies.
The winter years quietly evolve,
And then prevail,
Their mysteries yet to be revealed.
We may ponder the coming transformation,
We may wonder on the final iteration,
And yet, the winter years offer only silent solace.

 

AFTER THE TEARS

After the tears, there is time,
Time to reflect, time to review.
After the tears, there is time,
Time to renew.
The losses of life bring tears and pain.
Yet, after the tears,
The gift of time still does remain.

Precious are the tears shed for loss of life and love,
The gift of time offers the strength of life
And the potential to rise above.

 

REPOTTING A LIFE

The surge of nature brings new life,
And so begins, an unknown sojourn.
As a seedling's life bursts forth,
New growth transforms and blooms.
In time, knowing replaces innocence
And other paths are forged
With mysterious crossroads in the offing.
Thus it is that life invites choice
toward becoming....beyond the known
Nature's seedling evolves, reaching out to life
And transplantation will bring even greater growth.
Be it transplantation or transformation
A life sojourn offers a myriad of magical moments;
Moments to grow,
Moments to repot a life.

 

 
   

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