Please remember why So many giving their lives Bird song on marble As a young man, I was quite proud of my decision to join the Navy. No plans for great and noble sacrifice. My future was what mattered; potential, possibility. There were thoughts of glory, but not of sacrifice. I’m sobered as I remember […]
“My dad is dying” My son’s friend was telling me “I don’t want to go” “Not there when I needed him” Dreadful thoughts for a young mind
I watch a hummingbird And wonder about time Are we only allowed A specific number Of heartbeats?
It pains me Envisioning my journals Beloved words capturing my soul Mouldering in my absence As I fade to dust
http://www.fredhutch.org/en/news/center-news/2017/11/beth-caldwell-impact-metastatic-breast-cancer.html Not a work of poetry, but poetic in it’s raw power. It also features evocative language. “The only thing that brings me any sense of meaning these days is to think of these fallen trees as nurse logs. Their memories, their lives, their children, their passions, their faces, their senses of humor, their wisdom, […]
As a long time fan of Snyder’s work, this delights me.
A freshman committed Suicide Died last night, I hear the wail Of robbed potential, The silent home A room, empty, Where homework Should be studied, Driving lessons Rehashed, Proms planned, Eventually weddings, childbirth Joyful transition Parent To grandparent, Planning OUR funerals, Not of a child. Funerals for children Brutal Life is fragile.
Nothing is sadder Than a child’s funeral Winter’s emptiness It’s been several months since we buried my friend’s son. It was a wretched, painful day. I never want to feel that way again. Sadly, the odds are against me.
Oh, my fear of death Drives me mercilessly Impatient with time
Immortality This, driving human dreamers The ultimate fear