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Death's Caress
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Death's Caress
A 5 week travelling love affair with a remarkable man who subsequently died, inspired these works. These poems are a cathartic reaction to my devastation at his death.
[475 words]
Laura Ashlene Attwood
I'm a twenty seven year old woman, working as a freelance journalist, but presently unemployed. My poetry reflects my love of travel and my relationships and life experiences. I've travelled widely and lived in various countries. For the past three years I've been working in news and current affairs in radio and television. Interests include meditation and yoga and volunteer work.
[January 2000]
Eclectic Poetry (Poetry) I write cathartically, about what moves me, about myself and my experiences. My poetry is a mirror I glance at when I need to, the reflection depending on my mood or state of mind at the time. [223 words]
Death's Caress
Laura Ashlene Attwood


You were my rainbow
Fragile, delicate misty spray
I could never hold you

You glistened too brightly
in the sun

Out of reach always

But for a glorious moment
You shone across my face

Laura Jan 1999

I found you beautiful bird
we flew together for a precious while
Then you overtook me
spiralled to heights I can’t yet reach

Maybe one day I’ll fly with you once more
till then ...
Darling soar

                                                               February 1999

Life appears to have no rhyme
The story where logic’s abandonment
leaves a melted skeleton

Global puzzle
Pieces in a game of Hide and Seek
of surreal proportions
the stranger and vastly curious -
the closer to the existential
bizarre reality that is life.

February 1999


I meet you again
in my tortured mind

I feel you
Velvet moment as
your warmth brushes my cheek

You’re here
Brief ecstatic joy
a few seconds then child grown up

It’s you
but never again as you were

I know it’s you
How could I ever forget
Morphine for my soul

Now all I have is my senses
Gut wrenching feeling
I hate that place
I feel it in the depths of my core
the tumour that poisons me inside
a viciously cruel gnarled hand
constricting my heart

Leave me alone

Give me my mind and my memories
that’s the only leftover on my dirty plate

Laura March 1999

Separated forever
mere glass

Souls never perish

The canyon you’ve left
will gently fill with trickling tears

One day the serene water
will moisten parched earth

the seed is sown
planted within me

flowering .... the glory
all yours
how fitting - you embraced life
all that could die



Will I ever be with you once more?

What of questions I know can never be answered

AS a child my Gran always told me in answer to my million questions of “why” ...why is a crooked letter. “But why, Gran..?” “Well, why is a crooked letter”

Only now do I understand what she meant.
I remember when my beloved kitten Smog was killed by a car. Her little kitten brother was beside himself. She couldn’t be far...but where..
His little striped paws pattered the wooden floors searching, searching, questioning nature's womb
But he never found her.
The confused eyes .... asking me, begging me to explain.
Words useless anyway between cat and human
useless useless, a fire burning naked of heat
No words
what poverty
Humans so superior because of speech

We communicate nothing, we hide behind our putrid words



Words incarcerated
Your eyes, piercing my core
Staring, I saw your soul,
you saw mine like noone else before,
I bared my spirit
naked offering of all I am
Seeing your face through my kisses
Exploring our senses,
canine teacher,
you taught me to sense you

A mere glance formed the utterance of my soul.
Words rendered useless,
experience fathoming description.
Forever silenced ...
it is in silence I feel you the strongest.

 December 1998


The spirit’s gentle footsteps cross
the plains of many landscapes

Erupting kaleidoscopes
the scent of strange people,
spicy fare and foreign flowers

Melting experiences
mould the solid core,
already magnificent
into a pounding ocean

*** this page is dedicated to the memory of Anton Warburton, my lover and friend. I love you Ants, and always will.



"Very powerfully written. I hope you can once again find love as strong as what you have lost." -- R. Bennett Okerstrom.
"The love that you feel in your heart will never die... you've moved me beyond tears, to hope. Be well and know there are people out here that hug you and feel your passion and loss." -- Hunter.
"I hope n pray for you. Keep writing. Be happy in the joy that u have had the priviledge of being loved n loved so powerfully. Not everyone is that lucky. God bless u. " -- Avis, Mumbai, India.


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