Her Last Heart Beat

This poem made it to Lisa’s Anthology of Poetry Heart Beats and was published by Prolific Pulse Press in March 2021. I was honoured to be included in this anthology along with other very talented poets. Purchase link here

I saw grandma lying in the palliative unit 

She was the last plum hanging on the branch 

Although she survived the summer sun 

Her overly ripen skin was purple and blue 

We gathered around her like a flock of sheep 

We retold the funny family stories 

Turning our tears into laughter 

We kissed her clammy forehead and cool hands 

We told her we loved her 

And promised to see her in heaven 

Her last heartbeat gave in 

While the new born birds chirping outside the window to welcome the golden sun 

Author: Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊

18 thoughts on “Her Last Heart Beat”

  1. Cassa this is so beautiful. I love the way you talk about your grandmother. What a beautiful way to look at a moment one has to say goodbye. Comparing her to a plum. Beautifully written. Hope you are having a great week. Hugs and love Joni


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