whispers under blankets
She longs to vanish
scratching her nails along
the sinewy bark
her quiet voice muffled
against the trees
She needs to find solace
climb the steps high
let her lips kiss the clouds
so she may blend amongst them
She will one day
grasp the eluding peace
find her sanctuary
Copyright JMTACKEN 21.1.2015
I thought that was wonderful J. Reminds me of something else that I read on similar lines that was very evocative too, but this had a more meaningful ending. ;p
Thank you R, a lovely compliment. Perhaps I have an evocative one in me, but alas it’s sleep time now. You made me smile R 😃
Night my friend. 😴😴
Clear off!!!!! LOL
You give us some beautiful images with this (childhood whispers under blankets) as well as describing well her emotional turmoil and need search for piece. As Richard said, very evocative.
Thank you, times remembered combined with the turmoil. Thank you reading lovely xx💜
so beautiful and sad all at once. Evocative is the word. Do you speak of K? It feels like it comes from a very deep and personal place. Exquisite!
Yes hun, I can’t seem to write about anything else over the last few months. Thank you for reading x💜
For some reason – I think of you and her often, and a a Mom – my heart is with you.
Thank you so much Jodi. Us mums are all in this together. x
i hope that she does find peace…it feels desperate right now for it…
nature usualy is that solace for me….
She is Bri, I think her mind is too busy to relinquish it to nature unfortunately. Thank you for reading.
But why does she have to wait so long.
I wish I had the answer to that darling. Thank you for reading 💜 xx
Such longing. I want this so badly for her of whom you speak!
Appreciate your prayers hun. There is much longing and I wish for her to find peace more than anything in this world. Thank you for reading 💜 xx
I love those words “she will one day grasp the eluding peace.” It speaks volumes of our inner turmoil and outer calm, that balance we all search and maybe yearn for. When I run, I watch the birds, the swans are oh so serene, knowing they’re paddling like crazy under water gives me hope that we all have the strength of a swan, the serenity to keep it together and the hard work to get us to peace. Love you. Words that mean a lot to you I know. So beautiful.
How beautifully you have responded my darling, thank you so much, I now picture her as the swan. I know you feel my pain and I give you a warm and heartfelt hug right now 💜 xxx
The hope must be there to reach to that sacred place… as is in your words. Lovely! 🙂
Thank you very much Anmol, sometimes the hope is fleeting..appreciated you reading. ☺️
That search for inner peace is life long, some are lucky to find it when it comes their way. Nicely penned Jenny.
Peace without dramas is all I long for Michael, inner or outer, I’d be happy with either. Thank you for reading.
Wow. Beautifully done, Jenny. 💙
Aww thank you darling and for reading 💜 xx
beautiful and the search for peace continues. it is elusive but it is possible.
I’ll hold you to that lovely, yes sadly it still continues. Thank you for reading 💜 xxx
The past can help heal us, sometimes it is our only safe place, Jen. Such a lovely work you have written here, I treasured this so much. xo
Thank you, I think that she wants to return to the times when she had inner peace too. Thank you for reading honey. 💜 xx
This is where many of us feel safest. Especially those with their depression or mental instabilities. I feel so much for your K and your other daughter, too. The sisters need some time together soon, I hope! You are most welcome for any comments I send to you. You were hard to get ‘a hold of this weekend!’ I explained over on my post, I tried on Saturday and Sunday, two different and wild goose chases! Smiles, Robin xo
Jenny, this was well done! I like very much that she will one day grasp the eluding peace! Shalom, Babbs 🙂
Thank you so much Babbs 😊 appreciate you reading and your kindness.
Finding that sanctuary amid the chaos is hard. You capture the innocence and tranquility very well…I can feel the longing. Whispers under the blankets…love this.
Hello and thank you darling, you always say the sweetest things. 💜 xx
Lovely Jen…oh yes. I can relate. The photo is perfect too.
Thank you Trace, I’m glad. Thank you for reading.
Hauntingly beautiful. In this bittersweet, passionate way. Love you. Love your words, Jen! xo
Thank you darling, glad we have crossed paths, as our souls seem so similar. 💜
I believe you are right. My heart aches. xo
Jenny, so beautifully expressed, as usual…hit a spot for me…the pain we feel for our adult children who struggle to find their way. Thank you. Heather
Thank you Heather, yes and the pain we will continue to experience unfortunately. Thank you for reading.
Does K know just how much empathy you have for her? Truly beautiful, the way you step into her shoes.
Thank you Merryn, at times possibly ..I hope so.