Wednesday, 23 January 2013

Jolayne Topolewski

     After 2 years of fighting a sickness, My dearest friend, Jolayne, passed away January 19th, 2013. I miss her so much. I feel that, not only has My heart been broken but also torn out. She is gone and I can't bring her back. She isn't suffering anymore and is at peace this I know. 
    Jo was always worried about me. No matter the time of day if I was having trouble she said come on over. We would do everything together, sometimes just sit and talk, or go out. Either way we had fun. I miss her laugh and her smile but was blessed to hear and see it before she died. She had been sad for so long. 
     I wrote this poem for her while she was in the hospital after she showed me something she had written.  The first part is what she thought of herself. She thought she had become a monster. . I took what she said and tried to look through her eyes. I was able to show her the first draft of the poem the day before she passed. I was revising it when she passed away so she didn't get to see the new verses that I added.
     I love you Jo. They say time heals and it will but there will always be a scar and memories. I can't promise I won't cry every now and then. I will promise, however, to be strong and to live. 



Surrounded by waves of grass,
Of the brightest emerald green,
A grand oval mirror stood
With designs of silver sheen

Cautiously you approach it.
And the image that appears
Is not the one expected
You have lived with through the years.

The swaying grass of beauty
Turns to a landscape of ice
Making it impossible
For you to escape the sight

What figure stands before you
Is hideous to behold.
A grotesque, wretched monster
No story has ever told.

Its bones protruding outwards
Through sickly, sallow skin.
The huge eyes peering at you
Are black as the devil's sin.

Atop the petite gaunt head
The coal hair is falling out.
Creatures like slithery snakes
Enter in through different routes.

I come to stand beside you
To cradle you in my arms.
You are deeply astonished
This monster has done no harm

The sorrowful tears you’ve shed
Through the countless cruel years
Shatter on the icy ground
Freeing soul-destroying fears

You look pleading up at me
Seeking hope to be found
In a friend, a soul sister
Who will forever be bound

Towards the vile mirror
I hasten unfaltering
Face the imagined creature
In your mind you've been keeping

This sickness and This monster
You think you have become
That ravages your body
May never be undone

I strike the silver mirror
Glass shards fall everywhere
Like a million twinkling stars.
The monster no longer there

What now stands before us
Is what has forever been
My friend, a loving sister,
an angel, Jolayne Marie.

Your blue eyes glow with kindness
And worry for your treasured ones.
The arms held out before you
Promises comfort yet to come.

Your delighted cheerful laughter
Could uplift the saddened heart.
You whispered words so peaceful
Making dark shadows depart.

My Jo, your heart and your soul
are more lovely then you know
 I will love you for always
You’re worth more than precious gold

3 comments:

Crystal HW said...

Oh Shannon! You caught in words so powerful a truth. It is a beautiful poem!!

Unknown said...

Hi Shannon, I would need to talk to you about Jo, we had been friends since Lex was a Baby and I have just found out she passed away and I am devastated, please email me. Thank you

Unknown said...

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