Rani Turton


Rani Turton Poems

1. Absences 6/6/2008
2. A Mad Bird Was I 1/9/2008
3. You'Ll Be My Knight In Shining Armour 3/16/2009
4. A Niche For Me In Your Heart 5/6/2008
5. A Wooden Door, A Metal Key 1/11/2008
6. Artisan Of Words 1/27/2008
7. And Eternity Did Not Push Me Away 9/1/2008
8. My Father, With His Arthritic Hands 1/14/2008
9. Dusk Comes 5/14/2008
10. Analysing That Pain 9/6/2009
11. Draw The Blinds, Time 10/18/2011
12. A Storm Will Arise Tonight 10/1/2009
13. Closing Years 1/3/2008
14. A Clock, A Street, A Tower 10/9/2009
15. Poets 1/18/2008
16. Asking 9/10/2009
17. My Soul Wanders, Erring 6/10/2008
18. Alas Alone Am I 2/6/2010
19. When A Woman Goes To Pieces 2/19/2008
20. A Lyrical Fantasy 4/11/2010
21. Love Is A Prison, Amongst Other Things 5/16/2008
22. For You Who Grieve Tonight 2/2/2009
23. Acquiescence 5/22/2009
24. A Bowl, A Coin, A Mat 5/24/2009
25. Moonlight 3/15/2008
26. Solitude, Singing 7/15/2008
27. Beloved 4/7/2008
28. A Bridge, Some Dreams 4/9/2010
29. All I Need Just Now 7/29/2010
30. The Vase Fell On The Floor 6/18/2008
31. Poems Of Longing, Languishing 6/13/2008
32. The Rose And The Shadow 5/14/2009
33. Just Believe 6/16/2008
34. Hours 9/17/2008
35. Tree In The Wind 1/14/2009
36. A Loner By Profession 10/18/2011
37. Thoughts Like Ribbons Strewn On The Ground 5/3/2008
38. Adored 4/16/2010
39. * My Heart's Empty Spaces 7/2/2013
40. Almost, Somewhere 10/6/2010
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Absences

Silence. Long moments that stretch into years.
Restrained words, sometimes gaps where names should be.
Words, prayers, songs, imagination inflamed by memory.

Emptiness, loneliness, the world, the void.
Look behind, look ahead, look straight ahead.
The world is indifferent to your pain.
The world is indifferent to your sighs.
Nothing will ever be the same;
Nothing will ever matter again.
Will anything ever matter again?

Absences. Like a long lonely lane in an eastern land
With closed doors against the afternoon heat
Questions that taunt ...

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Closing Years

In these closing years of your life
Each time I see your white hair that was once so black
Your body bent that once walked so straight
I remember you throwing me up in your arms
And waiting for you impatiently at the gate

Let time quietly glide away
And grace touch every moment that is left
Never to know distress, worry, stress

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