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Bernadette Garvin

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A Lonely Word - Goodbye

by

Bernadette Garvin

I would wait for you elatedly
You were my first thought every sunrise
I could have sworn I saw our children
Smiling to me from your eyes
I was certain we shared sacredness
That I had not known before
I had never envisaged the place I am now
The dubious place - unsure
I had never dreamt that there could be
A connection such as this
What joyous wild dreams lay within
That ecstasy of your kiss
I am sad for our children who will not be born
For the future "We" might have owned
I am sad for what "You and I" as one
Had the passion to bestow
Be safe and be peaceful wherever you go
Think of me from time to time
I will pray that you find your rainbows end
As I did, when you were mine
Goodbye is such a lonely word
Echoing desolately in my Soul
I could never regret having met you though
My lover, my Soulmate, my own


I Do Not Want What I Cannot Have

by

Bernadette Garvin

I do not want what I cannot have
You personified the radiance love owns
My Soul felt you within its sacred bounds
Love is such an intense emotion
I thank you for the awareness of that
Yet I do not want what I cannot have
I watched you once walk through the hallway
You in bathrobe and contemplation
The luminosity of my love for you overwhelming
An experience mine for all eternity
Gone, because to describe loves enormous span
Futile, as telling passionate purple to a blind man
And I do not want what I cannot have
And how do I let you go?
You, whom I thank the Gods for
With the passion and care in which I love you
In the most potent verse lost love writes
In gratitude that I loved you that way
In wisdom that I do not want
What I cannot have


Untitled

by

Bernadette Garvin

God In Disguise

Without the loneliness of darkness
I would not cherish the morning’s dawn
Without the pain of angry injustice
I would not understand the concept of peace
Without the torture of rejection
I would not find self-acceptance

Without the desolation of grief
I would know I had not truly loved
Without acknowledging my own brokenness
I would never strive to become whole
Without touching clouds of despair
I would not be aware of life’s simple joys
Without having walked through isolation
I would not treasure the warmth of my fellow beings

Without the days when inadequacy called
I would not be blessed with the gift of humility
Without the times when my cross seemed to heavy
I would find no gratitude for enlightened freedom
Without my Soul that is bound yet free
I would have missed all these gifts
That God sent to me

That One Night

by

Bernadette Garvin

Total freedom of spirit was hers
That night.
She had almost forgotten what
That felt like.
The "almost" date feeling
The excitement of a teenager
Was hers that night.
She didn’t feel humiliated, afraid or disrespected.
That night she felt like the woman
She used to be - hopeful, free and happy
The woman she was about to become again.
That night she just felt
Alive again.
He had the ability
To make her feel that way.
She appreciated that about him.
The mutual respect
Between two who knew
Only too well
The pain & joy life
Sometimes brought.
The mature understanding
Of bliss & peace
Yet also of
Grief, loss and
Difficult decisions.
She walked barefoot in the sand
Under a starlit sky
After midnight,
With him; side by side.
She felt frighteningly alive.
He was freezing & she knew it, the night was cold
Yet too much a gentleman
To spoil her childlike joy.
Perhaps he enjoyed it too_
Quietly she wondered if he knew
That she understood also.
She had considered the foolishness
Of the one who hurt him.
Wave’s spray gently onto the sand
She lacks the courage to reach for his hand.
Inside though - she is peaceful.
Like she had left a desert island having
Been imprisoned
And came back to life.
God that felt so good.
She wished she could stop the clock
And stay with him
In that
One
Night

God In Disguise

by

Bernadette Garvin

Without the loneliness of darkness
I would not cherish the morning’s dawn
Without the pain of angry injustice
I would not understand the concept of peace
Without the torture of rejection
I would not find self-acceptance

Without the desolation of grief
I would know I had not truly loved
Without acknowledging my own brokenness
I would never strive to become whole
Without touching clouds of despair
I would not be aware of life’s simple joys
Without having walked through isolation
I would not treasure the warmth of my fellow beings

Without the days when inadequacy called
I would not be blessed with the gift of humility
Without the times when my cross seemed to heavy
I would find no gratitude for enlightened freedom
Without my Soul that is bound yet free
I would have missed all these gifts
That God sent to me