Beyond the Veil
Over misty moor and windswept dale
My love disappeared beyond the veil.
T’was on a night, so far in the past,
That I thought I had found love to last.
It would have brooked the trials of life
And weathered many strong storms and strife.
We loved as only true sweethearts could
As we knew that for all time we would.
It came to us as the colour black
As across the Earth it left it’s track.
So many dead of this evil plague
Just a few of us survived the ague.
Four days and nights waging your war
‘Til you succumbed to the evil spore.
Upon the tor, with the lonesome tree,
You are resting with our children, wee.
Over misty moor and windswept dale
I come to join you beyond the veil.
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.
Jan, it is so awesome to read you once again! I often think of you and have tried on numerous occasions to "get in touch". Your poem is so lovely, Jan, and exudes such a lovely and nostalgic tune of life to which we can all related. Your writing is beautiful and your word choices and juxtaplacing is fabulous and classy, as per usual. I am elated to read you. Sheri Stanley / www.poetryandbeyond.net (if you get a chance, stop by )
ReplyDeleteHi Jan, so good to see you here on Whispers. I really liked your strong imagery and emotion in your poem. Thanks for sharing your talent. Robert
ReplyDeleteHi Jan, it is really good to read your work again. You have such a beautiful "real life tone" to your work. I always enjoy reading and meditating upon your poetry. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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Hello Jan.long timeline I last read your work.the sorrowful tone really works well. Good rhymes and imagery. Authentic story too. Thanks for your share. Ralph.
ReplyDeleteJan it is so good to read you here on Whispers. I do appreciate your talent and this piece in particular that is so poignant. Thank you for sharing such a well written piece. I am glad you are with us here on Whispers. Aren't we blessed to have each other.
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Dear Jan,
ReplyDeleteAs soon as I saw the title, I related to the subject mater. As a nurse, you must encounter many types of illnesses. This poem can be read on its surface value and as a metaphor dealing with the trials that arise in our lives. Over the centuries, there are been a lot of plagues that have taken many lives. Once we move "beyond the veil," I do believe we encounter those we have loved again on a spiritual plane. Having such faith enables people to see death in a different light. As my father said, "There really is no death. We are reborn in heaven through God's grace." This is quite a compelling poem and I read it several times to absorb all it has to offer readers. Excellent writing, Jan!
Best wishes,
Carolyn