Moving On

Death of a Sister  

Over months your speech has dissolved, the slur heavy

as wet sand, words formless

as water.


You lie beached upon the strand-line of your bed

and I walk it, combing the minutes and hours, holding

the hollow sounds to my ear.


Almost two decades between us;

no bonds built, brick by toy brick;

no mortar of sibling play.


In your wheelchair

your stricken body stiffens and twists,

the gasp of gills – hooked and reeling –

Your eyes pleading, ‘throw me back’.


And still the Hospice garden blooms…


You point to a trellis,

and with a clarity like the shock of cold water, you utter,


one startling word,

the last

I will comprehend;

one word

with the power of open ocean;

one seismic word that crashes over me.

And when the sound recedes,

what is left that I can recognise?

                                                                         Maria Ede-Weaving


  1. Erik said,

    October 5, 2009 at 3:21 am

    I’m so sorry.

  2. luckyloom1 said,

    October 5, 2009 at 10:14 am

    Dear Erik, thank you. My sister actually died four years ago. I have been struggling with finishing this poem, as indeed I have been struggling with the events that have unfolded around and beyond my sister’s passing – families can be complex and painful things. Recently, I have felt a strong need to move on and away from the aftermath – making a choice to accept what I just can’t change – and strangely, the poem has finished itself. I find it amazing how cathartic writing can be.Thank you so much Erik – this morning, your comment means more than you could know. X

  3. trish said,

    October 11, 2009 at 10:29 pm

    i have read your poem, it is very powerful, how hard it must have been. What a beautiful last word to have heard, it must continue to resonate. I dont really know whato say, i think you are a beautiful person, inside and out xxxx

  4. luckyloom1 said,

    October 11, 2009 at 10:35 pm

    Thank you Trish XXX

  5. Courtney said,

    October 12, 2009 at 4:04 pm

    This is a very beautiful poem. The metaphors work really well. Thank you for sharing it.

  6. luckyloom1 said,

    October 12, 2009 at 4:09 pm

    Thank you Courtney X

  7. Tracey Jones said,

    November 3, 2009 at 10:25 pm

    Hi Maria,
    Have been having a look at your blog tonight , the poem about your sister is really powerful and moving, i remember that time and how difficult it was for you and i am pleased you were able to finish the poem, a powerful sign in itself as you said of being able to move on in some way. Pleased you are finding some peace with it and with yourself, lots of love

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