katharine griffiths, katharinegriffiths, Poetry, storytelling

Courage

photo of spiral staircase

She sits
her back to the staircase
Counting
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7…

Willing the darkness
‘Go Away’
Counting
1, 2, 3, 4, 5…

Anxious knots churn
Tension builds
Counting
1, 2, 3…

She stands
A tentative step
Into darkness
She descends

She shines her light to find
‘there is only fear here’

katharine griffiths, katharinegriffiths, Poetry, storytelling, women

The trouble with time

shallow focus of clear hourglass

Her hand in mine.
A tender smile graced my lips.
Her breath, laboured.
I wished for peace.

A lifetime of moments
cresting on a nation’s birthday.
A day of celebration
becomes an ending for one.

My mind flooded with memories
of dinners together and days in the sun.
My heart tight with grief
reminded of all I have left.

Time came, and it went.
Another year, another month, another day, another hour.
Time, in the end, can not be bargained.
And, there is never quite enough.

katharine griffiths, katharinegriffiths, Poetry, storytelling

A bump in the road

it happened too fast
the magic of the moment gone
into oblivion
as quickly as it had arrived

the reverberation echoed
penetrating her core
held in limbo
wondering, what happened?

a window shattered
spewing fragments of glass
caramel macchiato
splattering whipped cream across her lap

the din turned to noise
confusion palpable
cinnamon buns
burning sweetness into her nostrils

a hand on her head
applying pressure
wet cheeks
salt on her lips

time passed, hopeful
turning forever tragic
consciousness lost
a memory in chaos

Then peace.

katharine griffiths, katharinegriffiths, Poetry, storytelling

Math and Magic

arid bryce canyon clouds color

Standing in the rhythm of numbers
Predictable, safe
Black or white
Piano keys singing a melody

Dancing away with a tentative step
Courage, discomfort
Shades of gray
Storm clouds threatening an explosion of thunder

Tempting to cower beneath stability
Doubt, uncertainty
Depths of whiteness
White curtains billowing in a white room

Braving the fear with a jete
Determination, faith
Symphony of colour
A brilliant rainbow coaxed into being by the slightest glimmer of light

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The love of a partner

couple elderly man old

It had been several days since he’d eaten, and the water wasn’t going to last much longer. Every day was the same. Wake up. Drink water. Nap. Drink more water. He was hungry. The smell didn’t bother him, but he was sad that she had changed. He couldn’t understand why she wasn’t talking to him. Confused, he nudged her, snuggled her, kissed her cheek. He was getting weaker.

The banging was intense. The door crashed open. People arrived. He heard one of them speak.

‘This elderly woman has been dead for a while. Check that dog’s collar for his name.’