This afternoon
I have to walk into town

First it’s to the dentists
To tell them she won’t
Need that appointment now

Then to the post office
To mail off the form
Removing her from the
Electoral roll

Fortunately it’s sunny and dry

It’s two weeks tomorrow

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on August 7, 2018, in Prose With Pretensions and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 38 Comments.

  1. There are never the right words…. Wishing you comfort and peace, Ben.

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  2. So sorry for your loss.

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  3. Ben, thinking of you. Loss reflected the little things has a weight unimaginable. And words pale seeking to make sense of the senseless. Love to you.

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  4. Sigh. So very sorry.
    The composure needed to perform these chores, and to relate them… I would hope to have that, should the time come.

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  5. I’m sorry to read of your loss, Ben. I can’t think of anything wise to offer but if it’s any comfort I have been there and time does heal, somewhat.

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  6. Continually amazes me how as humans we spend so little time in learning how to deal with/sort out/ prepare for/make plans for the only one thing that we know will happen, and why, at such times, we are expected to be organised administrators and competant grown ups…

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  7. Oh my heart, Ben. I’m so sorry for your loss. I had no idea. ♡ Your poem is a masterpiece in expression.

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  8. Not sure to whom you refer, but these final separations can be agonizing. Peace. 💕

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  9. So sorry to read about your loss. We are on the same path. Who goes first is the intimidating question. Life goes on. Pray for the strength.

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  10. My heart hurts for you, Ben, but as always, your writing is perfect. As Betty said, there are no words, but I hope you find comfort in time…xoxo

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  11. Sorry to learn of your loss. Your piece beautifully captures some of the toughness of grief – may you still find poetry in your heart!

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  12. Missing in action has been painful. I do not know if you sensed my presence in a lucid dream just recently. An epic poem was laying its words onto invisible pages. At the time I felt were real. When I opened my eyes to see what I had written to you there were no pages or paper only Schroeder, one of our cats leaning into my arm. Maybe even Schrodinger’s cat. All I wanted to much to reach you. To let you know I hadn’t abandoned you. An image came with the dream. So alive. When I am able to complete I will send the words filled with love and pain for you and your loss. I feel as though M is there with you. Physically she’s left the room but she is blended with all you shared.

    If I am able to capture what was in my dream – the image (if possible) and the words – I will place them on a special post for you.

    I am starting to come back to a new place in my life. For a while I was in fear of not being able to hang around but some miracle has touched my life since reaching out to you. There was such power exchanged in the words & feeling in my lucid dream to you. I am titling the part of the piece ‘abandonment…’ but it is so much more. It is also the first poem I have been able to work on or writer since the beginning of May this year when illness tried to steal my life force.

    Do you believe in those from the other side trying to help pull together the living in order to help them? I do. I miss you. I am sad for you. I feel your pain coming through. Now is the time for your new journey . you’ve had so many. I send you love & hope & want you to have the promise of a new world to guide the quest you are beginning. Remember you are only alone when you want to be and with others if that is your choice.

    Love Always ❣ j.k

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