The Window

Through this window
I see reflections through time
raindrops shimmer as do
memories -


Sing for us my mother pleads
  I sing but only for her


Wear your yellow dress
it brings out your eyes
 I want to wear purple I say
No, yellow just for me?

If you see your father
turn and run say
nothing to him


I wonder why


I'm sorry to bother you
I need another pill
bother me?

My mother how could you
ever bother me?

Lie with me for awhile
let's just talk

Talk and talk and talk

Her time is near
I'm so afraid
Mother don't die
stay with me
stay with me
stay

Daddy came calling
he isn't an ogre
I find myself in him

Daddy are you okay?
wake up..
Daddy-
please don't die
stay with me
stay with me
stay

Gone both
I am all alone

The sun has stopped crying
 raindrops dried their eyes
memories fleeting yet  linger


Mommy, his precious voice says
can we go outside and play


I watch him playing digging for worms
snails and buried treasure
so little it takes to make this
little one happy

Mom and Dad are gone
he and I alone
with each other


I close my eyes
open to see my Mother
and Daddy looking at me

Through his eyes
they are still with me-
within space and time
love never dies

Author's Note

Memories reflected through a window pain.. pane

Reviews

[Andrew Schecker]

This is very moving. I really enjoy the how well you put the pain into word that really strike home. I love anything that has even the slightest feel of stream of conscious writing, and your writing just seems to follow someone exact thought process. I think it's amazing how you have been able to illustrate the chaos of thought while still maintain enough cohesion to make the story comprehensible.

[Ladysue]

Oh this is so sad and brought tears to my eyes, but so incredibly and beautifully expressed. This was a very strong and intense write. You have found your muse. Amazingly done...

[Jibey]

How well the image of the window is used to enable us to look through the child to those who have gone before... How true it is that parents live on in their children and grandchildren and we celebrate life's continuity in the holding the blessings of the past and weaving them into the tapestry of the future...

[*~Poetic_Essence~*]

I totally adore this piece...It is moving and filled with such great imagery I just sat back and read it as if I was looking through your eyes and witnessing everything...I truly enojoyed this piece!

Well From One Word-Play Poet To The Next...Always Remember To Write With Your Heart!

[Devons]

This is heart-wrenchingly sad and beautiful.. How painful even tiny meaningless memories can be.. The parts containing the parents' deaths are almost unbearably powerful..
Extremely well put together and tenderly expressed.. These lines struck me as exceptional:-

"The sun has stopped crying
raindrops dried their eyes
memories fleeting yet linger"

..conveys so much meaning through a clever paradox that makes such profound metaphorical symbolism..

Excellent.

[Gomer LePoet]

wow. Chloe this is so powerful. I love this. will you read to me as I close my eyes and take a nap? I can hear your voice here even though I do not. great stuff.