Dust In Cursive Letters

For mom...For all whose loved ones departed...prose poetry...Just a remembrance...

Dust In Cursive Letters           by Sami Khalil

For mom…to all who passed away. prose poetry…just a remembrance…

For the ghost of you, I saluted every passerby (we are all such).

Unfortunately, senescence crashed the party.

I circled you like a satellite, drifting into space then through void.

No one escapes gravity without a reckoning force,

silence short of removing the duct-tape upon dry mouths.

I peered through rabbit holes, only to find no rabbits.

The truth of your departure was wrapped into boxed moments, delivered with trembling hands, stamped with common sorrows.

I tried to catch your breath through the air, simply to realize it was far too late.

My walls still hold your quiet silhouettes, like stars that can’t speak your name, even in faint whispers.

Honestly, I have lost my iron grips, clasping tired lines into confessions.

I’m hoping to drag warm blankets over your memories; the eulogies you can’t coldly ignore.

I’m not certain if it is the fog of endless grieving that makes us seethe with anger, wreathe with clangor.

 

Prison has cast me down, waiting on pins and needles, to be reduced to dust in cursive letters.  

 

 

Reviews

[andrew mitchell]

You never forget any loss all one can do is get through it, live with it. Another well organised write.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! So true and well articulated. Thank you so much dear poet and friend for this wonderful review.
Long live our mate

[Linda alexander]

A great tribute to all mothers. Loss of mother is like leaving you in this world without your own image

[Sami Khalil]

So true and well said. Thank you kindly for sharing your thoughts and experiences with us.

[Lydia Shutter]

The great sorrow at the loss of a parent never quite leaves us. We are reminded in the strangest of ways. Just when you think you have no more tears to cry, the next deluge begins. Sami, this is one that we all can identify with. No one gets out of this life alive, right? Lydi**

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! So true and well articulated. It is universal indeed. It comes in waves sometimes. Deep gaps and holes need to be filled. Thank you kindly dear poet and friend for this wonderful review and sharing.

[Umar Aziz]

Mother is always there in this world and next and many more. Just wait to cast off mortal form. Inshallah she wait in paradise for us. I applaud your poem.

[Sami Khalil]

InshaAllah indeed. Thank you kindly again.

[moog-drika]

A moving tribute indeed. Every detail depicts how we instinctively seek our mothers everywhere, even in their absence only to be reminded once again of their departure. Even after coming to terms with this reality, there are moments when we for an instant forget that we have accepted it.

[Sami Khalil]

So true and well articulated. Indeed as you say. Thank you kindly dear poet and friend for this review.

[duff]

The title is great. That's where it starts. There are so many lines to choose from.
"I peered through rabbit holes, only to find no rabbits." I like that so much. A level of disappointment captured beautifully. Nice work.

[Sami Khalil]

Wowzy woooo Duff. Thank you kindly for sharing your thoughts and experiences with us. Glad to see you.

[Steven]

its been a while since ive logged on, but i glad the talent is still active.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! Welcome back Steven. Good to see you. Thank you kindly for sharing your review.

[Pax]

Should I say a mother's love is irreplaceable? Even those who has none, or abandoned or born without one, a mother's love is simply a metaphor for the one who is a nurturer, no matter the gender, race, or even in animal world.

The one who nurtures our being, the one who embrace as a whole, there love is never forgotten, even as their body fades away, their love lives on, on our memories and to who we are today...

There's so many beautiful lines here and there, brother, the ending has such griefs, that needs time and understanding to heal the suffering frustrations... Time will till, it's still not the end...

[Sami Khalil]

OMG! So true and well articulated. You have summed it up marvelously brother Pax. They are indeed as you say. Thank you kindly for sharing your thoughts and experiences with us. Waiting on your new poems.

[John the Baptist]

A very moving piece here, as a man contemplates his mother's death. The work is filled with powerful philosophical statements, such as "No one escapes gravity without a reckoning force." I think what we are seeing here is a man's coming to grips with how much his mother meant to him, something he might not have fully considered during her life. The last part of the work seems to indicate a sincere desire to revere her memory.

[Sami Khalil]

Wowzy woooo! So true and well said dear poet and friend. Thank you kindly for sharing your thoughts and experiences with us.

[Soren]

This has several beautiful lines in it but the one I liked the best was the last "Prison has cast me down, waiting on pins and needles, to be reduced to dust in cursive letters." This is a powerful statement.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! Thank you so much dear poet and friend for this kind gift of review. See you around.