Recordatus doloris

Remebered the pain

Good bye sweetly spoken, 

haunted reveries, 

phantom limb memory. 

This is not the future I would have chosen,

 I feel the loss deep, 

time has erroded your mental image, 

your smile, 

brown eyes, 

curly hair, 

I miss you so, 

my first love. 

We were going to be old together, 

those plans spoken in dead of night, 

grandparent wisdom is what we were going to give our children, 

I cant even remeber your voice, 

I hold onto a vapor. 

All I can give now is the half of a heart left behind, 

the other half you took with you into eternal slumber. 

Would you reckonize me now, 

the old man that I am, 

the cynical mind that see's life through a temporal lens. 

Good bye again, 

it was nice to feel something familiar, 

The pain I thought I had forgoten.

Author's Note

I really miss her.......

Reviews

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

amazing words. the line 'I cant even remeber your voice,' is extremely tragic and poignant. yet there is so much truth in it. even our fondest memories fade away. maybe this phantom limb of yours will one day be forgotten? and maybe that's for the best. however, while the hurt remains, let us write beautifully tragic works like these and share this feeling to others. that's a poet's job.

PS i took a couple mental health days off. back for now.

[Dave W.]

Welcome back Ern, I read a poem here that made me think of my wife that had passed away, I felt something I hadnt in a long time, I wept at work, it had been a while since I did that and I was thankful for the pain because it meant I was still connected to her.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

im very sorry for your loss Dave. thank you for sharing that. she is at peace and i hope you also find your footing.

[I Shred This Cabbage]

There is a real tenderness in this very sad and longing poetry. Seems it is your duty to yourself to explore that sadness and you’ve done that most admirably in my view. Really hope it was cathartic in any sense, even just to connect you to the moment.

[Dave W.]

It was cathartic every now and then my heart misses her