Saturday, May 4, 2013

Haunted--By Jan Henson--Turkey


Haunted by ghostly visions of the past
Honeyed passions that couldn’t last
Loving promises fell from gilded lips
Envisioned, not, love’s soft slips
Living in a carefree bubble
Unaware of tomorrow’s trouble

Haunted by phantoms of the sterile now
Actualities seem false somehow
Emptiness of the heart’s tender passion
Has become the day’s only fashion
Cares weigh heavy upon the soul
Wishing one day to become whole

Haunted by spectres of future worry
To be filled with the solemn word sorry
Waiting for the cold hand of death’s dark touch
The life didn’t seem to count for much
The world entered into all alone
Left the same ....covered with a stone

Jan Henson has written poetry for a few years. She finds it an enjoyable experience.  When she attended school in England (in the ‘50’s) poetry seemed such a dry medium and she wasn’t all that impressed.  After school, she became a hairdresser and continued the profession after her marriage and birth of her four children.  When her youngest was three, she started working nights at a nursing home.  She realized her passion for the profession and became a nurse.  She worked in the healthcare industry for 20 years.  After her children were grown, she retired to Turkey where she currently lives.


  1. Thank you, Isha Wagner, for the following comment--

    The poem "Haunted' by Jan Henson is so expressive of life's journeys. Past, present and future showing our desires,, our griefs - "wishing one day to be whole" - the near impossibility of arriving at the end of the journey with the surety of a life well lived. So much sorrow to encompass. So much absent love. I love Jan's honesty.
    Isha Wagner

  2. Dear Jan,

    It is such a pleasure to read Haunted today. What an expression of loneliness you portray, haunted I think by the glory of youth even with its uncertainties; it seems a sad story. Did you draw upon your experience at the nursing home for this? So poignant.


  3. 'Haunted' is a reality - sad reading - but, so well written. Your words draws one into your depth...

    Rhoda Galgiani