November 1 Day

For Jaybird and all the souls...i miss you..

Death is just as beautiful as life

I hear this whispered message though the cobweb grapevine

I hope you are in the land of the divine

Sweet papa I miss you all the time

He always said you will miss me when I am gone

My response would always be like the bratty b***h

You aren't going anywhere

And then that rainy night was sent upon us like an evil witch

Through fog and thunder his spirit jumped out of his body in to think air

Just like that movie scene in City of Angels

He dove under and around us

before we could say goodbye

he tried to call but that dumbass nurse told him it was too late at night

the memory is of anger and fright

His body just gave up

But in the remaining symbols I still feel love

I think the autumn is definitely a favored season

I can drink pumpkin spice for no reason

watching the lady in white

I dont want to be your wife

it seems no matter how I try

I can't paint you in a good light

What is there in my eyes

maybe fragments and pieces of the imagination in my mind

Even Taylor Swift made up things in her song Guilty as Sin

I am still here dreaming of that love to last for all time

looking for a poetic kin

Maybe I found him in POF

He wrote me a poem

but does his photo match the soul

who can really know

I am reminded by the blue jay

maybe its the spirit of my papa flying my way

for jaybird was his nickname

to let all the leaves decay

cry and let my tears fall away

in this November 1 day

Reviews

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

as i am also working through grief, this poem really touched me. i liked the pop-culture references like City of Angels, and Taylor Swift. i'm guessng they remind you of him. it gives this poem a personal touch.

[butterfly]

Thanks for the review