Saying Goodbye

On Monday,

The news came

A music legend

Had passed away

The nation was mourning

The loss of a true icon

Memories flooding in

Saying goodbye to the Goblin King

On Thursday

More news arrived

An acting legend

Had passed away

From Gruber to Snape

The world was mesmerised,

A true master

A giant of the British screen

One week,

Two iconic men

Taken from us

By a cruel disease

Everyday people mourn

As loved ones die

And leave them alone

It’s hard to say goodbye

Jo Anne Kennedy

January 2016

You or Him?

To you

I could say yes

But to him

It would be no

To you

I could go

But to Him

It would hurt

With you

I could be happy

Content and free

We would be as one

But with Him

I would be adrift

Lost and alone

No longer as one

To whom do I go?

To you or to Him

A difficult choice

Which do I choose?

Do I chose now?

Or eternity?

Who do I choose?

You or Him?

Jo Anne Kennedy

January 2016

In the Cold

In the enchanting cold

We sit in different corners,

Of the enclosed garden

In the wee small hours

We are together

But we are alone

Sitting in the darkness

Just waiting for morning

We have nowhere else to go

Our homes are closed

We are forlorn

And longing for warmth

Then the sun rises

The darkness looms

There is a touch of light

With the dawn of colour

It is a new day

A new fight for us

To continue to stand

And not be brought down

It’s difficult to breathe,

Life is closing in

But in one way, it’s ok

As we are not alone

You have me,

And I have you

Together we will fight

And will win the battle

Jo Anne Kennedy

January 2016

Isolate

When the night turns

And the thoughts come

I wonder and I wander

I walk the floor

My mind is constant

And the carpet is threadbare

I isolate the thoughts

And when one arises

I surrender it to you

My thoughts fade away

A peace has come

And I feel at rest

With that, I am thankful

And now I lay down

And sleep overcomes

Jo Anne Kennedy

January 2016

Hidden Door

There is a hidden door

Within my heart

Its tough to open

Do you dare?

It was opened once

But closed again tightly

Some people have tried

But never succeeded

Have you the key?

To open the door

Which is hidden inside,

I really hope you are

Jo Anne Kennedy

January 2016

Deliverance

Sufferings

Affliction

Cries of pain

A need for deliverance

One man

One cross

A cry of pain

In the act of deliverance

One action

Broke the bondage

Set us free

Love delivered

Jo Anne Kennedy

January 2016

Untouchable

I am expendable

I am worthless

I am hungry

I am an untouchable

Treated with contempt

Discriminated against

And abused daily

I am an untouchable

There is no hope

No chance to thrive

Suffer I must

I am an untouchable

Stuck in a rut

Trapped in labour

No money for food

I am an untouchable

I long for change

A chance to shine

To be respectable

Not an untouchable

Jo Anne Kennedy

January 2016

-          Inspired by the Dalits in India. 

Burnt Orange

My favourite thing

The sun setting

Watching it fall

From the sky to the ground

A romantic image

The sky lit up

A bright burnt orange

Fading to the sea

The sun comes down

The moon comes out

Night time has arrived

With twinkling of stars

A beautiful moment

A gift from God

A time to marvel,

At his great creation

Jo Anne Kennedy

January 2016

Brain Breaker

The words you say

They don’t make sense

They drive me crazy

You say one thing,

But it means another

It makes me confused

Those words you say

Even for the most patient

Are a brain breaker

Jo Anne Kennedy

December 2015

Return of the King

I wait in hope

For the return,

Of the one who,

Loves me unconditionally

I wait for the one

Who saved me from myself

Who has forgiven me,

For all I have done

By grace I wait

For the return,

The return of the King

Who died for me

Jo Anne Kennedy

December 2015

The Wind

The wind is howling

Its anger rages

As it blows outside

Bins pushed over

People fighting back

I'm glad I am inside

The waters fly

Cars rock on the road

Dogs running for cover

Its nasty outside

My windows bang

The wind rules tonight

Jo Anne Kennedy

December 2015

Vanishing Memories

The end is hard

With vanishing memories

And blank faces

Words don’t come easy

And thoughts are hard

What’s real, what’s not?

It hurts to be here

To be alive in body

But dying in mind

I am not whole

I’m not who I was

I am a vacant person

I can’t place the names

Of my beloved family

The pain fills their eyes

Its hurts to see

The pain in their eyes

And their fullness of heart

I am with them

But I am not with them

I am a vacant person

I am diminishing bit by bit

Slowly fading away

Here in body, but not in mind

Jo Anne Kennedy

December 2015

Unopened

Sitting in the kitchen

On the table before me,

Lies the unopened envelope

It stays there along time

I'm scared to see,

What lies inside?

That piece of paper

Could build or break me

My heart’s beating fast

I left the envelope

Open it timidly

And read, eyes half closed

I breathe a deep sigh

A sign of relief

The future is bright

Jo Anne Kennedy

December 2015

Painful Passion

Long Ago

A chance meeting

Emotions kindling

A painful passion

Difficult to read

A man of stone

Also a player

But he lit me

Awakened dead desires

We created scattered stories

And new memories

To cover old scars

Though it’s difficult

The pain never goes

Produced scarlet tears

Ruining our faded photos

But we muddle through

We cling close

We try to shine

Be we’re like grainy stars

It’s onwards and upwards

We continue to thrive

With our heads held high

Cos we are made to be one

Jo Anne Kennedy

December 2015