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Didn't mean to startle anyone. I didn't realize when I removed the "How long is the barrel" blog it would remove all the posts as well. At any rate, In the eloquently phrased words of Morgan, this is not a perfect world and that's when I realized Nancy would have none of this at all...so, right off the table it went. Now.I will join the "walk" and continue with everyone else here, walking together no matter how much of a bitch it may seem to be. The only other option is probably not the…Continue
Posted on December 29, 2016 at 3:10pm — 3 Comments
I wrote this after watching "Paper Memories". Nothing spectacular, the poem not the film, but after rummaging through some photos of my own, Nancy and I, I could see a sort of parallel.
Oh, But could an old photograph or two bless these, our weary souls that worry still.. and then extinguish all breath which remains to place us at last, together again.
Posted on June 23, 2016 at 11:00am
I wrote a couple of verses describing the rending, pillaging of the soul that is the only thing grief can offer us.
"Here as time runs, endlessly, shore to shore then back again, waves of despair to never end, to never resolve and close upon this terrible span of days.”
"Bleaker shadows keeping vigil in the corners of my room, expressing deeper sorrow, shedding tears of deeper gloom.”
Posted on April 20, 2016 at 9:03am
There was a morning last month, I sensed the strong presence of my soul mate. I felt the need to write an emotional treatise of sorts, what morphed into a free verse. I call it "A day of Dreams". It became my own "balm in Gilead".
A DREAM OF DAYS M. Royer 02/17/2016 (Reunion)
SOMEWHERE, OUT BEYOND THE COUNTY LINE SHE WAITS
IN A STAND OF DISTANT TREES…Continue
Posted on March 18, 2016 at 9:04am — 1 Comment