Writers groups are wonderful places to meet talented people. I am lucky enough to belong to such a group in Katikati.
One of the ladies recently read out the following two Fibonacci poems she wrote regarding loss.
With her kind permission I would like to share them with you.
deprivation and panic
are gradually replaced by desolation.
The loud and all encompassing silence insults resolution.
Routines, habits, customs suffer disruption
as the struggle
raise the draught,
turn to the usual chair.
No one there! Whisper “cheers” to crowded memories.
Savour the drop and reminiscences.
Decide on changes
(C) Celia Reed March 2011.