A Daughter's CourageA Poem by ANNAA Daughter’s Courage 10/29/2008
AFTER: Do I have the courage to wrap my arms around these hollow sheets? As sorrow creeps to the rhythm of my breathing Will I have the courage to soak in the strength my father had? Facts sharpen my eyes as my legs race to touch his face I failed the moment my wings touched the ground I couldn’t catch up to his soul God then whispered… lighting my way to the funeral home Tears choke my spine as I sign my daddy away BEFORE: The smell of human flesh became the aroma for mid October Taking time to define what just happened I scroll down to my knees My daddy lie helplessly in my brother arms Crying painfully, for he couldn’t rest his eyes I rocked back, realizing I’m not there To lie a kiss upon my daddy's cheek To hold my brother as we weep together BEFORE: This overwhelming feeling sickens within me I began to rot down to the very bone Drying up every teardrop that leaked through the floorboard Soaking up the very lint that clings to the death of my father shirt As my brother knelt on his knees in guilt Quicksand fastened his voice Leaving me to scream, how did he die? Suffocating my hold on the phone He said, in his sleep sis, how could he just leave us!!? We both burn with anger upon the very shoulders, That resembles my father I stood in shock; disbeliefe hit like a pinball machine in my stomach Bouncing around, never stopping the chiming ring of hurt The voice of my father disturbs me deeply Every time I talk to my brother AFTER: Father forgive me for I have sinned I did not take care of him The weight of my father's flesh Rests in my brother hold but not mine Nor is that smile, which once touched my father laugh I gave a kiss to my daddy but it was placed by my brother lips I couldn't save my hero As he lye skinny as a rail He died the same way my uncle did a month ago Which haunts my brother to the end For he was the one who found them AFTER: Do I have the courage to face my father's ghost? Will I shake these tears of guilt? Is my dad in a better place? So many questions have been left unanswered How will I sleep at night now? As my dad once said to me before he passed “Do not cry for me” “Don’t stop living because I did” “Don’t feel guilty when I'm gone” NOW: Do I have the courage to listen to his words? As sorrow spirals out of control Will my brother have the courage? I ask God to let my father rest in peace, My father loved the ocean breeze He loved us and I will forever more be so bless, To have him as a dad and a father Daddy I now live to tell your story To my kids, great grand kids and their children We love you daddy We shall meet again in heaven © 2011 ANNAAuthor's Note
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Added on May 31, 2011Last Updated on May 31, 2011 AuthorANNAPhoenix , AZAboutI am 28 and love to write. I have been writing for a long time but there is always room for more. I thank everyone that reads my poetry. You truly never know how good something could be until people s.. more..Writing
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