Captured On Paper

C aptured on paper in pen and ink

A re the love letters my belated husband wrote to me

P ouring out of emotions and painting a picture with his words

T he letters were written with an unyielding

U rgency in which he begged me to

R econsider the idea of getting a divorce

E nding the marriage we strived so hard to save

D eath came to him before the papers were served

 

O n a hot August night he died of staff infection from a dirty

N eedle as he suffered terribly from alchohol and heroin addiction

 

P lainly captured on paper

A re his last and final words

P leading with me not to leave him

E nvelopes addressed "To The One I Love"...

R eading these letters once more I realize how precious life really is

Reviews

[LSS]

Wow too! I have to agree with Sal. I loved the acrostic, but the potent story written in the poem was powerful and wonderful in all its painfulness and exposure. Loved it!
Lar

[Salvatore Buttaci]

Wow! What a powerfully sad and good poem! This one I like very much.

Sal

[FRANK]

It is too bad that alchohol and heroin clouded your husband's mind. It is a clear that he loved you, but his addictions were cruelity on his part. His devotion to them stood in the way of his devotion to you. :o(

It is touching to read this, Debileah.

Dirk

[Chaos]

Your life is filled with such sorrow and heartbreak. It's amazing to me that you can still hold the pen. The pen for some is a way to understand the window pane, but for others to explain the emotions within the room. Nice write.