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
Flicker of Thoughts 
🖤🖤🖤
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I remember ..
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Sadly….and I hope you experienced at that time.
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It’s beautiful Cassa 💜
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Oh my, what a gorgeously painful write, Cassa. I love this. 💛
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Sad and stark. Life continues…
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Very sad, and yet so beautiful!
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It is melancholy. Such an honor to be included with other wonderful poets. Congratulations!
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Thanks R. Lisa works with likeminded poets and publishes anthology which gives us opportunity to share voices /causes we believe in.
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That’s wonderful Cassa. Congratulations from the bottom of my heart.
xoxo
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Thank you Gabriela! 💚
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My pleasure hon. Sending you lots of love.
xoxo
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Gladly received and sent you some back! 💚💕
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xoxoxo…
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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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Thank you Joni as always. Love to you too! ❤
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Nice post
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