Sunday, 3 March 2013

Blessing


This moment
This moment
Lasts forever
And yet it is
Nothing
At
All
I am no more
Than
A
Hospital
Towel
To be
shaken folded stowed away
She choked
I heard the numbers
Beep
The gasp
The image
Of a face turning blue
She choked
She choked
And it was me
Sat in the dark
listen listen listening
Wishing it was me
Gasping
Losing breath
When you lose breath
You lose thought
Losing thought
Losing thought
Is blessed blessed blessing
No more struggle in the dust
No more feet held in the shackles of powder
Ah, but then
But then
It goes back
To the first thought
The only thought
Back to the miracle of dust and powder
Instant trip fall ride
There is a balance
In the chaos of anoxia
The slap of darkness
Welcome in the night
When eyes are open
And sleep doesn’t come
And all there is
Life
In a small bottle under the bed

This moment
This moment
Lasts forever
And yet it is
Nothing
At
All.





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  1. Stan Ski3 March 2013 at 01:31

    By the same token, forever only lasts a moment...

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    1. Jae Rose4 March 2013 at 01:55

      maybe so..thank you Stan..though hospital time follows different rules..

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  2. vivinfrance3 March 2013 at 02:01

    I do so hope that this is not autobiographical! :-)

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  3. Old Egg3 March 2013 at 02:06

    Jae, this moment is everything even though it looks small because it contains a tiny grain of hope. That is all you need and it will grow to the size you want it to be and it is as free as a bird.

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  4. Altonian3 March 2013 at 05:25

    Eternity is made up of an infinite number of individual moments - it would be wrong to let any one of them take precedence over all the others.

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    1. Jae Rose4 March 2013 at 01:57

      Infinite outside the locked door..finite within..thank you..

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  5. Anonymous3 March 2013 at 06:09

    I love your poem. Stan's comment is so true.

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  6. Dee Martin3 March 2013 at 06:12

    I am thankful for every moment you are here..

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    1. Jae Rose4 March 2013 at 01:58

      Thank you Dee.. what a lovely thing to say x

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  7. annell43 March 2013 at 06:50

    Yes, this moment is all things...and all we have, if only we can stop carring all the other moments.

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    1. Jae Rose4 March 2013 at 01:58

      they weigh so heavy sit like stones..takes many years for them to be ground back down to sand..

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  8. George S Batty3 March 2013 at 06:57

    There is no tomorrow...only now...this moment...and the moment I spent whirling among your words was a precious moment for me...

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  9. Keith's Ramblings3 March 2013 at 07:23

    A moment can be fleeting or everlasting. A moment is what you want it to be.

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  10. Anonymous3 March 2013 at 07:40

    Whew! I agree with Stan that forever is only a moment, as well. This moment is truly, the only one we have and when I remember that, I remember to stay present to it because everything else that comes after is based in it. That's an awful lot for one little moment to handle,

    Elizabeth

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    1. Jae Rose4 March 2013 at 02:00

      Yes..a big moment on tiny shoulders..thank you Elizabeth..

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  11. Amrit Sinha3 March 2013 at 10:27

    Some brilliant lines here :

    "I am no more
    Than
    A
    Hospital
    Towel
    To be
    shaken folded stowed away"

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  12. Anonymous3 March 2013 at 10:35

    Those repetitions are interesting. And I really like that image "no more
    Than
    A
    Hospital
    Towel
    To be
    shaken folded stowed away"

    If you don't mind a suggestion, adding all those caps to the short lines distracts from the lines themselves. I think there's power here, though. Plenty.

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  13. Anonymous3 March 2013 at 10:40

    oops. blogger ate my comment.
    I like the image "no more
    Than
    A
    Hospital
    Towel
    To be
    shaken folded stowed away"

    Plenty of powerful words here. Maybe a little moderation with the cap letter short lines. They work the way you want, but perhaps a little too well.

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  14. Berowne3 March 2013 at 11:03

    Thank God for that small bottle under the bed...

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  15. Mary3 March 2013 at 14:05

    You know, every moment is a treasure. We have to find meaning in each moment that we have. It really doesn't last forever. It is fleeting. It is ALL we have.

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    1. Jae Rose4 March 2013 at 02:02

      All consuming..but wish it was a happy all consuming moment..thank you Mary..

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  16. Abigail Bunting3 March 2013 at 14:53

    The distancing that can occur, when our bodies betray us, is captured excellently here. The stretching of that moment can be forever- loved the repeated phrase
    "Yet it is
    Nothing
    At
    All."
    It emphasized the single second it can take for a moment to become an eternity.bottle under

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  17. Abigail Bunting3 March 2013 at 14:55

    Oops, didn't finish! I was also trying to say that I loved the image of the bottle under the bed, bringing a welcome "slap of darkness".

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    1. Jae Rose4 March 2013 at 02:03

      Thank you Abigail..always appreciate your insight..

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  18. Ann (bunnygirl)3 March 2013 at 15:16

    Great imagery, and like Viv, I hope there's a lot of poetic license here. Buddhism teaches that we must stay in the moment because it's the only thing that's real.

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    1. Jae Rose4 March 2013 at 02:05

      mindfulness..when taught behind steel doors is not the best lesson..outside..when the moment truly is yours..absolutely..thank you Ann

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  19. Anonymous3 March 2013 at 18:10

    this woman voices the secret fears we all harbor. 'cepting she is
    sooooooooooooooo raw and open. well written and felt.

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  20. Josie Two Shoes3 March 2013 at 18:36

    One breath, one moment, one word written by you and given to us is everything. The interaction, the connection is what life is. One breath, then another, someday fresh air in the ocean breeze!

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    1. Jae Rose4 March 2013 at 02:06

      Yes..that would be nice..thank you Josie..

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  21. Laurie Kolp4 March 2013 at 04:49

    There is a balance
    In the chaos of anoxia

    ... only when that "fix" comes from a higher power is there a real feeling of ecstasy.

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    1. Jae Rose5 March 2013 at 02:43

      True..i hope it happens one day..thank you Laurie..

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  22. Unknown4 March 2013 at 05:26

    If only the stones, weighing heavy, eroded in an instant and the incredible lightness, brightness, rightness of being J could immediately be realized, appreciated, celebrated.

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    1. Jae Rose5 March 2013 at 02:44

      I wish i wish but i am buried in stones..

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  23. Annie Jeffries4 March 2013 at 13:15

    Parts of this are very real to me. Life a moment from my life.

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  24. totomai5 March 2013 at 06:14

    moments can be slow or fast... depends on whether we allow to be trapped by reality or not

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    1. Jae Rose6 March 2013 at 02:14

      I hope never to be trapped my reality..thank you totomai..

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  25. Walt Wojtanik5 March 2013 at 14:22

    Love the rapid fire thoughts strung together so expressively. Nicely done, JaeRose.

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  26. Ellecee5 March 2013 at 17:09

    No moment is impossible to get out of, but some, like this one, are bloody awful and feel like forever,,,,you write with so much emotion that an outside body almost feels pain,,,and the almost is what separates us,,,,may those stones be lifted and soon,,,

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    1. Jae Rose6 March 2013 at 02:15

      Thanks Ellecee..maybe i should hire a bulldozer!

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  27. Heidi6 March 2013 at 13:19

    This poem is wonderfuly written. I usually read posts an non-biographical, but since the comments indicate otherwise, (and even though I am still a new reader to your blog) I just wanted to say that I hope that it gets better for you. I am sending out hugs nd strength for you.

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  28. Belva Rae Staples8 March 2013 at 16:12

    You're so right. Losing certain thoughts is a blessing!

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