Take Me Away

From an old collection of poems...

Thirteen years I’ve been searching for words,

Spending countless evenings remembering

How the cross fell softly on you breast

In the echo of your final breath.

 

Every damn evening I feel like yesterday,

Hearing you hum in my dreams

From the realms of no more,

Memory becoming my closest companion.

 

I remember you timidly lifting my hand

And placing it on your dying lips.

I felt scared while you shivered

In the dim light of your small room.

 

Every day is a time for remembrance

Of a final something, a final thought

A final word, a final tear, a final glimpse

Of you disappearing for the last time.

 

I can hear you still, somewhere here,

Faint little voice, softest I’ve ever heard…

Your lips parting slowly to say

Farwell, my love; take me away.

Reviews

[Blackbirdsong]

This poem is too beautiful not to have been reviewed before. It's wonderful to find such a gem here. You really create the feel of this scene so well. The intimacy here was so exact that I felt like was eavesdropping as I continued to read. The last stanza is glorious in its elegant simplicity. I have been in this moment myself and it is this quiet and yes it does resonate years after it has passed.

[Coyote Poetry]

I love the way you express your words. You take me on a good journey in emotion and desire with a tender touch.
"Every day is a time for remembrance
Of a final something, a final thought
A final word, a final tear, a final glimpse
Of you disappearing for the last time."
Thank you for the beautiful poem.
Coyote