i'll miss you

i try to digest the moment

     soft and silent

but volatile shadows held up by marble bookends

            grab my attention

like yellowed newspapers with words from another time and place

their headlines cannot be swept away easily

all the mundane mondays

          wistful wednesdays

                thoughtless thursdays

                     sanguine saturdays

gang up on me

i taste the air of grief

       but this time it is different

                      almost surrealistic

humming “sunday will never be the same”

salty emotions proliferate

i ask the unanswerable

you left your pain behind and now it haunts us

hey, you lived and died as you wanted

but there is little comfort in that

trying to transmit my emotions through space

      i’ll miss you

but you knew that

 

 

stu berney 9/2/36 - 3/14/15 

Reviews

[rubie]

the feeling of loss in this piece is so very palpable.

i was drawn in by the title because i know what it's like to lose someone who has been so close that he or she is almost a part of us....no, who IS a part of us.

how ironic that the beauty and majesty of your piece is so exquisitely juxtaposed to the pain of the loss.

a hauntingly beautiful write...

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much, Rubie. Unfortunately at a certain age, we have all experienced loss. It is the circle of life, but I don't think it ever gets easier. I appreciate your review. Lydi**

[sereenaoutloud]

can really feel your pain laid out in this writing. thank you for sharing ,great write!

[Lydia Shutter]

thank you so much. lydi**

[Jamie S.]

Thank you for sharing your painful journey so tenderly written, and so nice to meet you and your writing :)

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks for your kind review, Jamie. Nice to meet you too. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

A sad journey in your words dear friend.
"i taste the air of grief
but this time it is different
almost surrealistic"
Missing a face and words of a friend leave us wishing we had more time with. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you for your compassionate review, John. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Lydia.

[Tom]

Yes indeed, death is a selfish, cruel thief and cares not one iota of the heartache and anguish it leaves behind as it robs us so indiscriminately of those close to us !

Deeply soul searching and emotive Lydia... A finely penned, powerful piece of poetry which I thoroughly enjoyed reading !!

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, my friend. While I mourn, words are my only outlet. I appreciate you. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh the grief and the missing...when someone leaves us, it is never the same.

love the alliteration and the reference to Spanky and Our Gang...
but again sometimes better in the long run when someone is no longer suffering....yet we still suffer the loss greatly.

beautiful metaphorical poem, and the imagery increases the pain.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much, Jacob. Words are my only outlet right now. Lydi**