Jean Murray Poet Rhyme

Bridge Over Troubled Water

My troubled waters ran deep.
I could not sleep.
My heart throbbed in awful pain.
Then you were on the phone again.

From Australia twice a day.
Every day that fateful month.
I hovered between life and death.
How much worse could it get.

Soothing, comforting sounds you made.
Saying "Please don't be afraid."
Loving me more than words could say.
You build my bridge day by day.

Blood is thick and you knew me well.
I was close to the edge, you could tell.
"Stay alive for my sake!" you begged.
In that moment I was saved.

Beautiful sister I owe my life to you.
Now my troubles are so few.
I crossed your bridge onto dry land.
On that day you grabbed my hand.

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Line Gauthier January 5, 2018 at 3:18 PM Really touching, Jean. Loved it. Jean Murray January 6, 2018 at 3:16 AM Thank you Line. For a long while I shearched for a way to express my gratitude. She was the light at the end of my tunnel then. AND she sent me 100 dollars for Xmas. She spoils me so much.

Beautiful Scars January 5, 2018 at 1:40 PM great poem sweet Jean, congrats :)-luloo Jean Murray January 5, 2018 at 2:37 PM Thank you Laura. It's always a lovely boost to get a placement.

Gregory Richard Barden January 5, 2018 at 12:27 AM Congratulations on your well-deserved win, Jean - blessings and best wishes for a Happy New Year, friend! :-) Jean Murray January 5, 2018 at 4:20 AM Thank you Greg. It's gonna be a good one, this year.

Susan Ashley January 4, 2018 at 8:49 PM A beautifully emotional poem Jean. Congratulations for your wonderful win.. ~Susan Jean Murray January 5, 2018 at 4:19 AM Thank you Susan. My sister Teresa is as nurse like me. She was on duty when she first read the poem and rang me in floods of tears to thank me. Luckily, she has an office now.

Bartholomew Williams January 3, 2018 at 12:40 PM Jean, it's nice to see your placement in John's contest. Way to turn a difficult situation into something that could be celebrated poetically. I hope your 2018 is going well so far. All my very best to you! :) Bartholomew Jean Murray January 3, 2018 at 12:46 PM It is indeed Bartholomew. Sometimes, even in the rereading tears spring. My 2018 has started very well and I am full of optimism. I wish you and all your care good fortune as well.

John Hamilton January 3, 2018 at 11:32 AM Thanks Jean for your entry, I remember this one, congrats although is a lower placement! Jean Murray January 3, 2018 at 12:11 PM It is always a pleasure to make the winning list John. I also know my limitations so begin at the bottom of every list and make my way up, rather than vicea versa.

Darlene De Beaulieu November 8, 2017 at 5:58 PM Jean this is a great poem you wrote. Yes congratulations on your win. Have a nice evening my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu November 11, 2017 at 5:08 PM It is nice to be close to people like that. Jean Murray November 8, 2017 at 6:01 PM I love her to bits Darlene. She has been more of a mother to me than my mother ever was. Thank you.

Gregory Richard Barden October 13, 2017 at 4:44 AM Jean - sincere congratulations on your well-deserved win, my friend - keep up the wonderful work! :-) Jean Murray October 13, 2017 at 7:58 AM I'll try my best. Thank you Greg.

Constance La France October 11, 2017 at 7:59 PM Jean, congratulations on your win in the contest with this emotional write ! Jean Murray October 11, 2017 at 10:26 PM Thank you Constance.

John Hamilton October 11, 2017 at 1:09 PM Lovely writing Jean, I could feel the emotion in the write, congrats on a fine placement! Jean Murray October 11, 2017 at 1:23 PM Thank YOU John. I had been trying for ages to put into words for my sister how precious she was to me that time. I emailed the poem on to her as soon as I posted it here. She was at work but rang me in tears to thank me.

Eve Roper October 9, 2017 at 11:59 AM Jean, to be able to put your words like this about the past and your sister is so memorable. You made me cry ... a winner already Hugs Eve ~`* Jean Murray October 9, 2017 at 12:30 PM My dearest Eve, there are all kinds of abuse that go unseen for years. I remember telling my husband that my sister was the only one who knew "the truth of him". Street angel, house devil as they say. I feel my spirt kindred with yours. It' a lovely feeling when you know someone understands.

Seosamh De Burca October 6, 2017 at 7:39 AM This is wonderful Jean. A very personal poem shared to all. It is obvious how strong the bond is between you and your sister, expressed so well in your verse. High marks indeed. Jean Murray October 6, 2017 at 9:25 AM My life has always been an open book Seosamh. I have used poetry to help me heal. If my words help others heal in any way, then all the better.

Arthur Vaso October 4, 2017 at 5:15 PM It is so lovely to have such a strong bond as sisters, beautiful poem. Jean Murray October 4, 2017 at 5:40 PM Arthur, how nice you call this evening. Thank you for dropping by. I have the kettle on.

Cona Adams October 4, 2017 at 7:12 AM I can totally relate to this poem, Jean. The bond between sisters is stronger than death. Jean Murray October 4, 2017 at 8:29 AM That is so true Cona. Especially when so many shared life experiences are involved.

Ralph Sergi October 3, 2017 at 6:48 PM Jean, I was deeply touched by this poignant but sweet poem and your sister must be a delightful lady! Jean Murray October 4, 2017 at 1:16 AM Like a lot of siblings, we fought and argued throughout our teenage years Ralph. The tide turned at twenty. Then she went off to live in Australia when she was twenty four. C'est la vie. Thank you for your lovely comment.

Dale Gregory Cozart October 3, 2017 at 4:59 PM Aw, that's so nice. Jean Murray October 3, 2017 at 6:33 PM Thank you Dale. I had sent it to her in Australia just after I posted it here. She sent a text back to say she was at work with tears streaming down her face. That made two of us.

Vijay Pandit October 3, 2017 at 4:49 PM Emotional expression of joyous family love--love the ending line! Jean Murray October 3, 2017 at 4:54 PM Good evening Vijay. Nothing like a good expressing of emotions for clearing out the sinuses.

Tim Smith October 3, 2017 at 4:48 PM A real heartfelt poem Jean. I'm glad she was there for you. Jean Murray October 3, 2017 at 4:52 PM And she is and always will be Tim. More a mother to me than my own mother. Lovely to see you here this evening.