Are You Going

'a' to 'z' writing prompt poster #10

A-Z Writing Challenge #10
Are you going…

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ARE YOU GOING

Are you going away;
the past goes with you

B, the first letter of his name;
bitter endings

Car crashes kept happening;
take them all away

D, the first letter of his name;
death, too, it happens frequently

Every time alone;
in the dark or out of safe places

Forgetting their faces;
forgetting to forget them

G, the first letter of his name;
getting beyond it never over it

Having to hide from them;
hidden closed up inside

Inside was a good girl;
outside was used

J, the first letter of her name;
getting what is not deserved

Killing was a fantasy;
wanting to make it real – not

Life was lived outside the edge;
climbing trees, lifting off the ground

Memories were illusions;
illusions happen

Near death experiences;
walking on the air

Open caskets;
kissing lips of death and cold faces

Playing dangerous games;
ending in broken, dead bodies

Quitting life;
escaping what? – the future

Reality’s not a choice;
it’s an unwanted state of mind

S, the first letter of his name;
stamp out reality, give another possibility

Trading dreams for wishes;
finding neither works

Understand: with years of therapy,
original design is gone

Violence survives it all;
courage kills you

W, is the first letter of his name;
wanting innocence to return

X-rays showed broken bones;
pain the body hates

Young, don’t know what they’re doing;
older, want their bodies back

Zig-zagging all the ghosts abounding;
I hit a tree, the end of me

© jk 2015

We Miss You Sanji

In Memoriam: Sanji Gupta – The Maharajah

Once upon a time, I was up late at night and from outside the window I heard small meows. I followed the sound from the back of the house to the front. Went out onto the front porch and from around the corner edge of the house a wee long haired black kitten poked his head. He looked frightened. I reassured him he had arrived at a home of safety.

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Baby Sanji <3

He approached the porch and jumped aboard. Once my hand touched him, he was won over to me and I to him. He rubbed against my leg and I continued to pet him. I told him to stay here and I would be right back.

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Sanji coming out after all clear from the storm <3

I went inside and woke Shawn to tell her there was a kitten in need of a home. Would it be alright to bring him in. She got out of bed, followed me to the front door, and we both joined the sweet kitten on the porch. Inviting him in, we fed him and groomed him. Shawn did the grooming and I supplied the endless amount of food his body needed to consume.

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Early on into Jesus slippers our Sweet Sanji <3

Back then my name was marge but I changed it to Jennifer. And the wee black kitten grew into the name of Sanji Gupta. He did fall asleep in Shawn’s arms and he claimed her as his human. She was his new mom and I was his other mom.

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Sanji taking on the Savage Beast <3

Since the summer of 1999 until July 1st 2015, Sanji Gupta, the Maharajah, lived a happy and secure life with lots of companions of various species. He even had special Lady friends he was very close to, especially Ellie and Gatsby.

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“Do I really have to pose,” Sanji asked <3

He held the honor of being surrogate father to Carter, Poe, and Parker, Gatsby’s baby kittens. She was a cast away we took in, unknown to us her pregnancy. We kept her children and today they miss their Pop.

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Sanji [The Maharajah] & baby Carter [the Prince] <3

We all miss Sanji. He was a very important figure in our family. Now he is flying high and has joined his brothers and sisters who came before and have all gone on ahead. Love you Sanji Gupta, your other Mom <3

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Sanji & Ellie together again always <3

Private Moments: #85 “Horrors of Waiting”

private moments in paintings & poetryPrivate Moments #85
“Horrors of Waiting”
Poem Written by Jennifer Kiley

Post 27th October 2014
Poem for Private Writings
Chapter #85 “they hear nothing”
“Backing Off from Death
Painting by jkm

“For that fine madness still he did retain,
Which rightly should possess a poet’s brain.”
~Michael Drayton~ (1563-1631)

coming back to life by jk mccormack (c) jkm 2014

Backing Off from Death (c) jkm

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“Horrors of Waiting”
By Madison Taylor
22nd April 2009

The horrors of waiting for death
It claims us in its own time
In the time between time
Torture wracks the body with tension
Shatters the nerves
Until all rattles apart.

soothing starts when letting go
Dying
Leaving the body behind
Setting the mind free
The soul will sail out
on wings like a bird of love
Finding peace after waiting
when time disappears
Release is found.

© jkm

candle flame flickering gif
Theme to Film: Somewhere in Time – John Barry


Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini – Composer Rachmaninoff – Pianist Maksim

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“Doorway to a Place of Enchantment”

“Creating is having the courage
to allow the seer into the private
moments of our imaginative lives.”

— jkm the secret keeper
aka Jennifer Kiley McCormack

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(c) jennifer kiley 2014

Why People Need Poetry

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Why People Need Poetry

TED Talk: Stephen Burt

Post Created by Jennifer Kiley

Post Thursday 25th September 2014

 


Why People Need Poetry – TED Talk: Stephen Burt

Published on Jun 4, 2014

“We’re all going to die — and poems can help us live with that.” In a charming and funny talk, literary critic Stephen Burt takes us on a lyrical journey with some of his favorite poets, all the way down to a line break and back up to the human urge to imagine.

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Private Moments #79 “Raining Through the Pain”

private moments in paintings & poetry“Raining Through the Pain”
Private Moments #79
Poem Written by Jennifer Kiley
Post 15th September 2014

Poem for Private Writings: Chapter #79 “In Our Hours of Darkness”

purple raining lady (c) jkm 2014

Purple Raining Lady (c) jkm 

“For that fine madness still he did retain,
Which rightly should possess a poet’s brain.”
~Michael Drayton~ (1563-1631)

hands reaching out into rain

“Raining Through the Pain”
Madison Taylor
10th March 2009

Raining through the pain
The strain of tears falling
The inside is outside
Crawling on the skin
Scraping the outer surface away

Raw is the screaming
The mind cannot control
When trying to reach out
Letting hands reach back in return
Feeling the pain surging through the veins

Losing someone is cruel
Living’s practical joke
No one is laughing
The creation of death
Should’ve been carefully considered

It is too late
It is in its place
Where it will stay
Until eternity turns around
And reverses its self

© jkm ’08

candle flame flickering gif
Theme to Film: Somewhere in Time – John Barry


Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini – Composer Rachmaninoff – Pianist Maksim Mrvica

garden waterfall private gazebo overgrown 4pmip&p

“Doorway to a Place of Enchantment”

“Creating is having the courage
to allow the seer into the private
moments of our imaginative lives.”

— Jkm the secret keeper
aka Jennifer Kiley McCormack

black_shamrock_ribbon green reverse

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