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The Space Between Us

Both after reading this heartfelt work and then being blessed to hear it read by the author, I was left with the question: "why on earth did we ever relegate grief to be something private and hidden from view?"


Continued...

Elaine courageously & authentically invites us into an intensely personal journey of grief and loss, with seamless integration of melodic song and vivid imagery that combine to evoke emotions with every turn of the page.


Clint, Calgary, Alberta

THE SPACE BETWEEN US: POEMS & PAINTINGS

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In this hauntingly illustrated debut collection by Elaine Ellis, readers are taken on a harrowing journey through tragedy, addiction, and loss.   Each poem in the collection stands on its own, but is also woven together with all of the others to create a longer narrative poem that is the book.   Readers will feel like they are going on a journey with the poet through the emotions and questions that attend the tragic loss of a loved one. They will emerge with a sense of how fragile and beautiful life is.  Elaine Ellis is grateful for your purchase. She hopes that this book will help you on your own journey.   This book is also available through Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Chapters Indigo, Kobo, Apple Books, and many other online bookstores.

A fantastic account of the many layers of grief, especially when mixed with the complexity of addiction. Elaine's work is relatable and full of authentic feelings. I would recommend this to anyone experiencing any kind of loss!


Johanna, Calgary, Alberta

After attending a reading of Elaine's first book of poetry and paintings, I not only purchased a copy for myself, but also for a friend who was grieving a loss of her own.


Ainsley, Calgary, Alberta

Poetry Excerpts: The Space Between Us

Silent

Silent

Silent

Silent—

Wasn't sure what to say


Silient—

Would it have mattered,

Anyway


Silent—

A reign of silence

Existed

Persisted

Between us


Silent—

What would you say


Silent—

If you knew about—

Today...

Cold

Silent

Silent

Cold—

Fingers

A body with no soul


Cold—

A shell

With no host home


Cold—

Uh

Poor

Likeness

Of

One


One—

Who never ran

Cold


One—

Who now lies

Cold...

now

Silent

Climbing

Flowers—

Breathtaking flowers

Arranged all around

Poised just so

Never more to grow

Beauty—

And—

Ashes—

Now

Climbing

Climbing

Climbing

A swing set,        a big grin,        a young, determined chin.       Full of promise,

nothing broken,        climbing up 

and over,       back then.

Memories

Climbing

Memories

Memories—

So many memories

Buried deep 

in a sea of years

The number that include you and me

Must exceed the grains of sand 

On the shore

Yet—

The same ones 

Keep washing up

On the banks of my recollection

Amusing anecdotes

Bitter betrayals

The same simple

Fragments

Litter the beach

Like common, broken shells

But—

I"m searching....


Addict

Climbing

Memories

Addict—

Gotta

Get your fix

Usin'

A lot of—

Little tricks

Changing

Like a chameleon

When symptoms

Are on the rise

I'm searching 

For the truth

Among

The litany of lies

Not possible

To see it

In the glaze 

Of your eyes...

Gravity

Hard to Imagine

Gravity

Gravity—

Like gravity

You were destined

To fall

When 

That corrosive compound

First entered your cell walls

Not sure when or how or why

It became

The apple

Of your eye

All that's certain

Is that within

That forbidden fruit

Lay a pernicious worm

That consumed all of you

Leaving behind...



Whole

Hard to Imagine

Gravity

When we lowered you down

Into the cold, bleak ground

Everyone wished 

That you would 

Rest in peace

As if

All we can hope for

Is some kind of 

Bliss-

Full 

Slumber

But I imagine

You've landed on your feet

You're dancing somewhere

Way up high

Just over the sky...

Hard to Imagine

Hard to Imagine

Hard to Imagine

Hard to imagine      you       now,

living.       When      all we have is      

then.       But,       someday, I'll know,

Someday,       I'll see—

You       and me.       When—


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