Six Feet under.

A personal poem about dealing with grief.

Six Feet Under.

A poem by Kim Mathews.

I search through my mind,
looking through old files and drawers,
trying to remember what it was
like.

Frantically I look,
knowing the memories are fading
and yet unable to stop Time's
cleaning.

My tears hit the page,
smudging the thoughts wrote in my mind,
blurring the vague shadow of what I
had.

......
Yet I know when I find it,
it won't matter:
because the closest I'll come
to a hug from my father
is only six feet.

Reviews

[Alana McGuire]

Wow, this is extremely touching and very well-written. I'm so sorry for your loss.
You really have a way of showing that memories fade over time, no matter how much we want to hold on to them and lock them away in a safe place.
I definitely look forward to reading more from you. :)

[Bare trees]

Sad. The mark of a good poet is to draw emotion from the reader and you've done that. Excellent work on this.