Remembering our loved ones at Christmas - by Dee Cooper
The Travellers' Times are grateful to publish these following three short poems about love and grief at Christmas - and remembering the loved ones that we have lost. Poetry by writer and poet Dee Cooper; photography by Eszter Halasi.
Heaven's Heart
Heavens just a day away, I've heard some people say.
Heavens just an hour away doesn't take a day.
Heavens just a moment away for when I close my eyes,
I picture you upon a cloud on God's amazing skies.
I see you in my every dream, a golden shining light,
I feel your comfort next to me everyday day and night.
Heavens not a call away, an hour or a day,
heaven is a moment away just close your eyes and pray,
Don't look for it beyond the stars beyond the moon above,
just close your eyes and feel your heart,
cause that's where you’ll find your love.
© Dee Cooper
Romany Rest
There’s a big old trailer in the sky,
Where you go when it’s time to fly.
Where lavender and barley grow
And scents of roses pass by the nose.
There’s a field of dreams and common ground,
Where only Gypsies can be found.
A secret life for all to share
And when it’s my time I’ll meet you there.
Just save me a spot right by your side,
Close by the yog where I can squeeze you tight.
I can just hear the stories that are all going on.
Chatting and going till the break of dawn.
Fun and laughter, dancing, and rhyme
Forgetting the hours with no sense of time
It’s Kushti up there, it sure is the best,
A world full of Gypsies, it’s called Romany Rest.
© Dee Cooper
White Feathers
White feathers fall.
They surround me
I look up, they float towards me.
My eyes weep
My heart beats
Whilst white feathers fall.
Look, I sob, can you see the feathers?
People walk by
They stare at me
The jogger keeps running
The mother pulls her children close
A little boy stops, he watches
He spins, looking up
He is dancing in white feathers
Laughing as they tickle his face, falling softly one by one
His mother calls out, where are you?
He places a white feather in my hand
He whispers I am all around you
White feathers fall.
© Dee Cooper