the everywhere
the moment somewhere
when nightshade laid its
iris black
my lonely figure
astonished
in loud serenade .
the everywhere
oozing blisters
upon sore feet
deserts old from clouded heart
bleached bones stark
from faces brocade
the everywhere startling
almost afraid .
the everywhere
black shadows
of celestial beings
flower and fly
whose eyes wide open
have their silence
an endangered species
the iris nigricans .
the everywhere
blooming from stream side
meadow , forest margin
the everywhere
sky becoming lake
the everywhere
black snakes with no limbs
swarm into soft luscious wounds
the everywhere
the nightshade of the earth I ate
the everywhere
the black mole on my face displayed
and the fragrance , an oasis
that one night
when tulips
they died so beautifully
the everywhere
the everywhere
my son beloved everywhere .
the everywhere
of nightshade
the poets weep , the sheep graze
next to uncovered embalmed corpse
the everywhere
bodies a thousand with eyes
the everywhere
blue iris like lightning
open to the sun
the everywhere
music calling music
the everywhere
spectral tenderness
beautiful , beautiful
and beautiful again
something more than human
the everywhere here laid
the everywhere .
For my son ….
megdekorne 
Beautiful 💙
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Thank you Jack …love
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I’m speechless, such a deep poem.
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Thank you dear Genie , thank you for your loving presence …
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Wonderful image, wonderful imagery = now I must go and seek where it lies.
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Thank you my friend …it lies within us all ….love ,
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For me this is the moment when we are stripped bare – vulnerable and exposed yet also totally at one with ourselves. Quite stunning and very moving, Meg.
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Dear Chris … Yes , naked in our soul …your poetry touches me like music does and I’m so thankful you understand too
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Grief is visceral, non-cognitive; I only truly felt it for the first time when my grandson died in 2011. H ❤
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My dear friend …your grandson who you love , he is here still . I love you Hariod .
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This is absolutely breathtaking and heart-rending. It is so beautiful in melancholy and heartbreak. A masterpiece Meg. Bless your heart and bless your son’s soul
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Geetha , beautiful poetess Geetha …your blessings so tender …I love you
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Thank you sweet Meg. Bless your beautiful heart, always ❤️
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Hi Meg,
Some people develop edges when life’s inscrutable fate unfolds around them. They become barbed. They shrink back in the pain of it. And others, like yourself, show us how to succumb to something beautiful. There is a courage and a holiness in the way you are melted into your lament, the way it enters you as a legless black snake, and emerges as a cloud of white-winged doves, as a hillside of innocent lambs…
Peace and Love
Michael
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Your soul , Michael , your soul like ” a hillside of innocent lambs ” , your heart so caring , your being reaching the quiet sound of our outpouring of words …thankyou from the deep oceans we all are ….love
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A mother’s lament so evocative in its heart-wrenching and soul-stirring effect, where grief ascends to celestial heights, so poignantly depicted in your words and images. I am reminded of Shelley’s ‘I fall upon the thorns of life, I bleed’ as I share the poignancy of your grief, Meg. My warmest thoughts and hugs your way, dear one….
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Dear Raj , my friend , ” I fall upon the thorns of life , I bleed ” ….thank you , your compassion for the sadness in our lives transcends into beauty , thankyou dear man …..love
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I can’t articulate my thoughts into a coherent comment, Meg. Please know that my heart is with you.
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Your dear heart Julie , walks in the mystery of the forest with me , 2 doe with spotted fawns ….I’ve been so filled with a quiet watching for the rising sun …love you
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I was speechless at first, Meg. Mesmerized by the beauty and mystery that is the constant theme of your work. Now, I just want to ask questions. Are you okay ? With love, Van
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I feel so quiet Van …a heart in revolution , I have only words to write . The bell chimes only on the 11th hour ( the time of my birth ) , never reaching midnight as I wait and watch , mysterious to me too .
Thank you dear friend ( you have been with me from almost the beginning here ) thank you always for your loving presence … I feel it .
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So painful, Meg. Like Julie I struggle for what to say. The video is so beautiful. I hope you can find peace but I don’t know how. Such unbearable sadness. Hugs, sweetheart!
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Meg, I’m always overwhelmed with your passionate poems! Lovely thoughts, sad reminders, and incredible photos. Thank you for sharing your extraordinary talent. 💛 Elizabeth
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Oh my dear friend Elizabeth …your presence always moves my heart …thank you , hugs , megxxx
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Meg, I had not realised that personal loss was the starting point. My arms enfold you, like feathered wings whose sound is a hush.
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Deeply touched…
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Thank you for being here ….love , megxxx
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You make beauty out of tragedy with your tender words. Beautiful, Meg, and tragic at once. Sending love to beautiful heart! ellen
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Sweet Ellen …..your beautiful heart always touching mine with such kindness …love you
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And stunning photos!
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Beautiful poem… the everywhere entails the cadence, the frenzy and yet subtle juxtaposition…
The enumeration seems to be a projection towards infinity… towards a timeless convergence point.
Sending love and appreciation, dear Meg. Aquileana 🔆.-
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Awwww Aquileana ….I love you
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Your soul laments as only a Mother’s heart can.. Yet EVERYWHERE is the essence of all you are and have been. For in Everything we reside, we are not gone, only from sight. We who See know too your Son sees, and feels your love Everywhere!..May your heart heal as the petals unfold from their dark centre.. Knowing that at the core is Life eternal..
Your poem dear Meg so touched my heart.. and the artwork was perfection..
Love and Blessings my sister xxx ❤
Sue
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Sue ….the beauty of your heart is so loving …thankyou dear sister who has been with me so devotedly
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I can offer only My LOVE dear Meg.. and you have my heart dear friend xxx
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My dear Meg…I can’t breath after reading this. It was haunting and lovely…so deep. My heart wants to hold you…and cry with you ❤
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I feel your love dear one ….thankyou
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♡♡♡
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And I forgot to ask if the artwork is yours?
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