Midnight Dani

A tribute to my beautiful Dani Moon who took her own life in June 2009.

i knew you more intimately than
a postcard, more deeply than
a letter in the mail, more honestly than
a telephone call where your voice
breaks
with brittle cheer you don't believe
and nor do i because

i know you and maybe i never touched
your red, your black,
your purple hair, and still
i know you in a way more real and
still i remember you in a way
far more real, with that secret
pocket of yourself you buried, more
real than a hundred-thousand
platitudes and meaningless "i'm sorry"
sentiments and still, i knew you more deeply

so i should have seen it coming last year, but
i was just as blind and i
was so surprised and still i knew
you in the way you knew me and
a year later, i do understand

i do understand but still i miss you

Author's Note

All constructive criticism is welcome, but please bear in mind that this poem's improper capitalisation is deliberate. Thanks for reading and reviewing!

Reviews

[Robert]

its very interesting poem, i found myself somewhat lost towards the middle. the trick to a good poem is to grab the attension and hold it by the collar and keep it there till the end. its a marvolus begining to what i think could be a very good poem