Cold Gold

Cold blue hands lay

on the cold metal slab today

Last breath taken

a beautiful life foresaken

A smile that once lived in my eyes

now only lives in my mind

Laid to rest for eternity

those words are f*****g killing me

The cold March winds would mark another year old

reminding me that we eventually lose all that's gold

The faith I never had before

is all that keeps my blood off the floor

So I swear I'll change my ways

so I can meet you at the gates

when I reach my end of days

Reviews

[Hebe]

Very powerful ...the faith i never had before, is all that keeps my blood off the floor....wow! :)

[BBP]

Thank you Hebe. No idea how true that line is! :) thanks for stopping by.

[Paul Bell]

It feels like you were both on the same journey. But you were saved. Changing your life and ways. Powerful and angry as it needs to be.

[BBP]

Your are exactly right Paul... I got lucky adn she carried the burden.

[Gee]

Death is usually met with anger, regrets at words not said, resentment towards others we think should have gone before, the bad ones. But time,the heale, and the fondness of memories douses these burning fires. Such a well penned piece

[BBP]

Thank you Gee! :)

[Lydia Shutter]

Heartbreaking sadness in this well written poem. We hope to live up to the standards of our departed loved ones so that we may be with them again someday. Will that happen? I suppose when we are gone, we will find out. Powerfully emotional words. Lydi**

[BBP]

Thank you for the kind review Lydia. It's so true that we try only in hopes.

[Papaya]

This is so lovely and heartbreaking and I can absolutely relate to such heartache. I pray to a god I don't believe in because I am hoping for a miracle which will never come.

[BBP]

Thank you Papaya! You took the words right out of my mouth.

[Papaya]

You're welcome Bev. :)

[Lorry]

Beautiful write. It is only in loss that we realise how many thoughts, feelings and emotions don't matter and how the few matter beyond measure. A beautifully penned tribute.

[BBP]

Thank you Nemo. So true, it's never enough time....

[h d e rushin]

great poem my friend...Leaving here is a part (a small part) of living here....Poets can do something about eulogy but nothing about leaving. So many among us can do nothing about nothing......We are so blessed......dana

[BBP]

Thank you very much for the sweet words. I like that take on it.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

reminds me of J. Frank Wilson's "Last kiss"

"she's gone to heaven so i got to be good so i can see my baby when i leave this world"
experiencing death can make us appreciate life...and how we need to shape up.

j.

[BBP]

Love that song! Thank you for the compliment there. Or at least I'll take it as one ;) and yes nothing makes you appreciate life like death and reevaluate everything

[jacob erin-cilberto]

definitely a compliment...love being reminded of songs...

[BBP]

Me too! Thank you Jacob

[Tony Jordan]

The passion of loss is real in this. The anger rises like a crescendo then falls gently in resignation and acceptance. Its like a requiem.

[BBP]

Wow! That was an awesome poetic review! Thank you!!