Rene Bennett

Rene Bennett Poems

Mother, I miss you. I still call your name.
Since you've been gone, I'm not the same.

Mother, I need you here with me
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Sadness overwhelms me
deep
as at night
alone
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I think about you often
and wonder what you see,
thoughts tucked deeply hidden
remain a mystery.
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I remember the tears
with yesterdays pain
that dreadful year
of October rain.
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I woke up this morning
thinking of you
reached for your warmth
as I always would do.
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6.

Waiting for Death
But He never comes
Though I know
He's visiting someone.
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People say I'm doing well
I thank them but never tell
How i really feel inside
That would only hurt my pride
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I cried a tear
or two today
while I packed
your things away.
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I thought I heard you call my name
whispering in the wind
and as I turned to walk away
I heard you call again.
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You didn't think I saw you
wishing on a star
looking to the heavens
drifting from afar.
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As I look at your name
Please say it's not true
Chiseled in stone
Shiny and new.
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I saw you smile the other day
Which took my breath from me
Memories of yesterday
And how things used to be.
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Feeling trapped within these walls
as I stumble with each fall.
I try to hold my head up high
so no-one ever sees me cry.
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I know it is wrong it can't be right
as you hold me into the night.
It is him on my mind, him which I see
the warmth of your body is him touching me.
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On a hot summer night deep in a dream
a cricket outside softly sings.
A breeze it blows so cool and soft
as I cuddle my pillow lost in thought.
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Vicious battle
never won
jokes to others
pain for some.
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Pain has become a friend of mine
for she visits all the time.
By my side she does stay
though I wish she'd go away.
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As tears are rolling down my face
this life I know, a disgrace
and as again I start to cry
this is a perfect day to die.
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He came to me
Was here last night
Held my hand
Swore it would be all right.
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One by one through the years
a wall was built with pain and fears.
Brick by brick it was laid
on solid ground where it stayed.
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Rene Bennett Biography

Well, as I read other poets work, I notice everyone has a profile, so, I guess I should let you all know alittle about me as well. I have been writing for many years. I wrote my 1st poem at age 12. I always write what's in my heart and how I am feeling at the time. Most all my poems are my lifes experience at one time or another. Mostly dark and depressing. My husband, grandma and Mother all 3 died at the same time a few years back and I still write to them daily. I am looking forward to getting to know alot of the poets here as well as read their work and get to know them as well.)

The Best Poem Of Rene Bennett

Mother

Mother, I miss you. I still call your name.
Since you've been gone, I'm not the same.

Mother, I need you here with me
or me with you which has to be.

Mother, this pain goes so deep
I cry day and night and scream in my sleep.

Mother, please make it go away
Make it stop. Somehow, someway.

Mother, I'm sorry I cried a tear
yearning you, wish you were here.

Mother, come take my hand
guide me to that promise land.

Mother, yes, I long to be
asleep with you, eternally.

Rene Bennett Comments

Beth Grant 12 January 2010

I have your tendency, so I appreciate your words.

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Peter A. Crowther 15 August 2005

Your poems are all so sad but so very, very well written. I hope they help you to deal with the sadness that inspires them

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C. Michael Miller 22 July 2005

Nice, lyrical flow to this poem. A mild twist at the end; makes death almost welcome. Almost.: -)

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