patience | BREATHE: Michelle Garren-Flye

Ah, these fortune cookies.

My counselor once told me that grief isn’t linear…but it does happen. It may loop back on itself so that when you thought you’d entered the acceptance phase, you suddenly find yourself set back to the anger.

So, while I agree with my fortune cookie to an extent, I also know it’s not a super simple process.

To make the writing of this poem even tougher on myself, I decided to do it as an acrostic poem. I’ve never actually managed one of those successfully. Until now. I think it worked. I probably need to rewrite it some but it’s not bad, actually.

Hope you enjoy!

Photo and poem copyright 2024 Michelle Garren-Flye

Nature, time and patience are the three great healers

Going On
By Michelle Garren-Flye

How long must this go on—
every moment evokes
agony of loss and heartbreak;
remind me again that
time is our greatest healer

and nature will help fade the
clarity that loses its draw when
harking back to previous
eras only brings pain.

Help will come, but be patient,
endure each day knowing
authentic healing happens with
living.
Seasons pass, life does go on.

Villanelle #27 By Michelle Garren-Flye I love the rain, need the sun… Can’t help the weather though. Oh, I really just want a bit of fun. Come with me, light one. Make time with you pass slow; let’s love the rain, need the sun. All that’s left for me is a crumb A bit of life—dare I to hope? I really just want a bit of fun. Incredibly, I once was young and took time to watch things grow… when I loved the rain, needed the sun. In time I know I will have won And life will return to its glow. Right now, I just want a bit of fun. When all is said and done I cannot wait to watch it all go. I love the rain, but I need the sun, And really, I just want a bit of fun.