Organic poems from Kent by Susan Lane SLCM
For poems that explore loss, longing, remembrance, or the quiet ache of what’s no longer here. This tag marks pieces shaped by emotional weight – whether sharp or softened with time – and captures the subtle ways grief moves, shifts, and settles within everyday life.
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine Life: My anger is legitimate. It comes from lived experience, not exaggeration. It comes from a failure of care, not imagination. It comes from the fact that someone vulnerable was not protected. I am allowed to hold that anger without apology. Life Relocated Two years on and … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine Reminisce: A day of memories enjoyed then surpassed by grief, but still available to be relived evermore. Time To Reminisce After Grief I’m still amazed at the things I have learned to do Over several decades And all of it to be in this place Writing poems … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine The Single Bed Bed: A quiet lament on times gone by from usage by the love of her life nearing his end of time to an unwanted ornament following his eventual demise. The Living Room Who keeps a bed In the living room for all to see … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine The Orange Cat – Weekend Away Cats don’t send postcards. When he stayed out for the weekend, I assumed independence. What followed was a slow unravelling of vet appointments, tests, medication and the kind of concern only a creature with snide looks and nine lives can provoke. … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine The Odd Shoe A personal account of love, loss, and the quiet failures of care. Told through the lens of one odd shoe and a hospital stay that should have ended differently, this poem reflects the aftermath of grief, where memory lingers and truth refuses to be … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine ColourMine Explanation of the ColourMine Poetic Residents This poem introduces a variety of characters who reside at the ColourMine residence – some inside, some out, all part of the everyday chaos and charm. Among the laughter and garden clippings, I’ve also touched on grief, because it’s part … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine This is strong tear ducts and a box of tissues are needed past this point time. My Favourite Granddaughter (Trinity always very quickly replied with a huge smile, GRANDCHILD.) This poem is written in memory of Trinity, aged 23, whose life ended by suicide. I was the … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine My: A love that is lost before it has had the chance to bloom never dies and still forges ahead into the depths of time everlasting. A Reflection on my loss and the passage of time. My Handsome Stranger My love for you is fathoms deepUnfortunately, we … Read more
