dead

A default amnesia has ended this life
Resulting in limitless lunar dust
Sightless signifier, empty space
Giant hand of grandfather to clasp
Casket lowered to the earth
Shrieks of disbelief: it wears a mask
Sad yelps of thundering love goodbyes
Goodbyed and difficult, leaves us
Like a traveling cloud, to never
Touch again

I kneel to root myself in this world.
It has been difficult, it has been significant.
I will no longer see the moon with you,
I will only see it through you.
 

Reviews

[BluesForTheRisingSun]

Beautifully written.

[Pax Analog]

First, my commiserations for your grandfather, which I forgot to add in my email reply.

Then, this IS a good poem, contrary to your downplaying it.

"A default amnesia has ended this life/Resulting in limitless lunar dust/Sightless signifier, empty space"

Those are powerful opening lines, emanating gravitas and mystery.

"I kneel to root myself in this world./It has been difficult, it has been significant./I will no longer see the moon with you,/I will only see it through you."

Creating a bookend effect for the funeral ceremony, these closing lines have the dignity of indigenous connection to the cycle of nature, a tribal grace of farewell, and communion.

Beautifully elegiac.