A Séance For Nico
Last week we held a séance, your Brother, Mommy and me;
Even though none of us are mediums, we were hoping, you to see!
We all sat in a circle, and held each other tight;
Around the box that holds your ash, we hoped would come to light!
We lit up thirteen candles, one for each year of your life;
In the darkness there was silence, you could cut it with a knife!
We called out “Our dear Nico, we beg you to be here”;
“We’ll all love you ever dearly, please come back and reappear”!
We closed our eyes to see you, your image in our minds;
Suddenly we felt a gust of wind, and heard the rattled blinds!
When we opened them to our amazement, your spirit near us stood;
With tears from our eyes flowing; and hearts that now felt good!
You spoke to us in echoes, that bounced from wall to wall;
You said you’d never leave us, and you’d always love us all!
You told us life is just a passage, for ones’ never ending soul;
That eventually finds its lost mate, who again can make it whole!
You told us not to worry, your new home was Paradise;
And eventually we’d all join you there, and things again be nice!
Then we made a date for next week, to another séance have;
And our souls are now so happy, your Brother’s, Mommy’s, Dad’s!
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Oh my darling Larry,
This poem is so beautiful and brings to mind many experiences because I am able sometimes to get in touch with the spirits of my son and my parents and I`ve also seen my little dog Oscar who was 16 when we lost him. We both adore each other. I talk in the present tense because to me they haven`t gone, they are just waiting in God`s reception room for me.
They are why I write poetry and I know they are with me and helping me to find the words for the poems. I`m new to the world of poetry and very inexperienced but I`m starting to get the hang of it, I think!!. I didn`t start writing till after my son died in 2009, so I know it`s him helping me through the grief of loosing him, and the support and love of people like you on here is also helping me to cope, as I`m sure it is helping you also, I hope it is. You will always have my love and support forever.
Oscar came to me one night when I was talking to him and apologizing to him out loud because I couldn`t save him from his awful injuries from another dog. I tried my hardest to get him away from it but he was too badly injured and the other dog was huge and had also bitten and broken my hand and bitten my neck, when I tried to save Oscar, and my injuries were life threatening so I failed him terribly.
I was feeling a real failure that I was unable to save him and we had to have him put to sleep, but he was in my arms at the time we lost him so that is a comfort to me. That night I was really upset and trying to say how sorry I was that I failed him, when suddenly he appeared to me and he actually gave me one of his special cuddles that he would only give to me in life, then he faded away whilst wagging his little tail. So I know how you are feeling about little Nico and I understand the grief you are going through, but you can take comfort that he is still watching over you and guiding you spiritually.
Well done for writing this piece, it is so beautiful and so full of love that it brought me to tears reading it. You are an inspiration to me and you teach me something new every day when I read your work, so keep writing for us all because you are an important part of this Cosmo family sweetie.
Love and hugs to you both
G xx
Hi Georgina,
I know exactly what you are talking about in dealing with the pain of your tremendous losses, i.e. your son and Oscar. I loved Nico as if he was my son too. He did so much for me in the thirteen years that I was blessed to have him. His passing came quite suddenly and I was totally blindsided. I think my Haiku called "Poetry" best explains it. As you, I'm recently new to writing poetry regularly, although I've dabbled in it since I was a teenager. Losing Nico was the harbinger of my picking up the pen again and using it to help assuage his tremendous loss. That was almost 15 months ago and I still cry for him every day, and also write him a daily letter. I told Linda that he is still inspiring me to new heights even though now it's posthumously. I appreciate and treasure your letters to me and as you say I am an inspiration to you, so are you one to me!
Hugs, Peace and Love,
xox Larry