Striking. Blinding
Piercing through the heart
So sharp it takes the breath away
Every sinew pulled apart
Time ticks. Pain settles
Unobserved yet alive
Each day a week of torture
No desire to survive
Years add layer on layer
Memories flicker far away
Until fuses unexpectedly
Explode into the day
Grief not a battle
Any of us can win
A journey of acceptance
Pain held down deep within
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As October approaches I'm starting to think about Baby Loss Awareness Week and the Wave of Light on Friday 15th October 2021. I've been painting my feelings for the first time, rather than writing them, though actually when I'd finished the 4th of these I realised they are a set and a poem developed to go with them. If you're reading this and know the grief of a baby never held then please know you're not alone. If you're reading this and aren't sure what to say to a friend or family member, just remind them you're there for them.
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There are hundreds of poems in my original blog about the death of my baby boys; all freely available. Many of them are in my book of poetry which is still available to buy from all good bookshops "This is my story; this is my song."
This post brings together a lot of the resources I've written and made available for anyone to use to help support families with babyloss services.
Below I'll share more paintings I've been creating as part of processing my emotions.