Watershed Moment
the time the earth
stood still all air sucked from the room
the merry-go-round stopped they told me the
water got hot for sure
no one knew exactly what happened it was said it
couldn't happen
not then at that moment not to him perhaps
to another
still his body was laid cold upon the slab my touchstone
my
anchor my love the life had gone
out
the world grew dark ... the young king was dead
that was the moment
you asked about but did you really want to know
some had seen him
just before said he was great relaxed and in great spirits
still the phone rang
and rang just to say he was dead no longer alive on the planet
but I knew no
other the one the only the other member of
my tribe
perhaps it was then our world fell apart numb without feeling
the
impossible happened you arranged for the mariachis to play
his favorite
song the one about the little bird La Poloma
it seemed he would
appear sing along he would not let us sing alone
that only happened
in my imagination he did not appear
he was gone for good had sung his final
song
said he made a good party for the boys and now his days were
done
it is said we never
really know until someone is gone it is true
or least it was for
me i took my life for granted thought it would always be
the time the earth
stood still all air sucked from the room
the merry-go-round stopped there was a
silence you could eat
nothing was ever the same ...especially not me
August 30,
2015
12 comments:
POWERFUL and WOW. " there was a silence you could eat" Oh, yes. and nothing was ever the same.
This is such a heartfelt piece.. no doubt the loss of a loved one can fill our world with dread and silence.
Oh, my friend, so brave to revisit that watershed in your life. I love that the mariachis played. I cannot begin to imagine that event in your life, and am so sorry you went through it. But look at you, still standing, so brave! Thank you for the sad beauty of this poem, and for sharing this moment with us. It went straight to my heart.
No, and it never will be. I could have easily guessed your turning point. And it will continue to affect you going forward, but hopefully you can take the positive energy from the time you had together and use it going forward.
Annell, this is another in your series of grief poems, Annell. So vivid, painful, real. There definitely is a lot we do not know...until a person is gone.
Beautiful Annell. Your grief pierces my heart.
I bet he's singing now...
paloma, no llores.
A stunning poem! It gets straight to my heart.
I so resonate with this poem...."it is said we never really know until someone is gone it is true"...so very true...sigh...
~~ you could not have been more open, more vulnerable. Beautifully done Annell.
My heart rips in two for you...this is expressed so powerfully. The pieces you offer as graspable are felt on many levels...this is an amazing poem, annell. ♥
Your grief is palpable and for all of us, it makes our own so much more so as well--gorgeous writing--
There is a greif that does not leave, this poem expresses is very well.
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