Tuesday, September 19, 2006

He Walks Alone


This poem is one of a few written in honor of a friend of mine who has recently been widowed and is grieving. It is a contribution to my own honoring of her and grieving.


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He Walks Alone


He walks alone


without her


the wind blows hard


against his frame


Her memory fosters


pain and love;


love and pain


stab him


And,


 mercifully,


the sun


 sets.


He sleeps


Another day


is gone 


and fitful dreams


of love's caring idol


emerge;


 Lost stars


beckon him and


she feels him


calling her


again


 


 

2 comments:

sugarsweet056 said...

I loved it!
Sug

bgilmore725 said...

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