Category Archives: Grief

On fools and prophets and being 35.

I miss my Dad here at 35. I wish he was here to offer advice that I didn’t need in my younger years. I think that I would listen more to his advice and dance differently with the wisdom contained … Continue reading

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Beauty. An unfinished poem about dying.

There once was a man Who was strong and tall and broad and brown. I mention the way he looked Because it was part of everything that he meant to me. His handsome hands Were smooth, brown, determined Thick ropey … Continue reading

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The Empty Chair

Empty rooms Full of laughter Children Food and coffee Talking Running Family bodies But empty of you.   Our sadness sits upon the chair In the family room We see it there, we glance at it It makes a sonic … Continue reading

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Another love song.

Unending Tendrils Of Love  Nuns and guns. That’s where I come from. Brought together in interminable endlesssness.   The Nuns. They raised my Mother. They talked to her of God and guilt and shiny shoes and arithmetic. They pointed to … Continue reading

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a dream.

I dreamt of you You smiled. and a thousand moments of sadness smashed into tiny pieces and evaporated. I dreamt of you Your eyes sparkled. and the frozen scaffolding around my heart melted and my heart started beating again. A … Continue reading

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Poetry for Dad

I wish my Dad was here with me to see my roses bloom I wish once more to hold his hand and to show him around this room If only he could sit with me Instead of being in Heaven … Continue reading

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