08 August 2011

Anniversarequiem

Sunrise as always
for millenia of an Earth
in ceaseless spinning
cosmic mirror of a heart
sore from pounding
beating, pushing thin blood
through weary veins
writing the meaning
of sorrow, of grief
on the palimpsest soul
with a story writing
and rewriting itself

Gilded children playing
in the Eden of the heart
Wondering who they would
have been had they lived,
What they would have said;
And watching that sunrise
on just another day
that means nothing to many
but everything to eyes
of the beholder, the heart
who holds them dear
and will never let them go.


In honor of my two children, who left this world in a summer so bright, and me in a fall hard upon a winter that began in August 2003.  The sun is out now, but my bones will never forget the meaning of cold.  It never ceases to amaze me that two creatures so small and so brief in time could teach me just about everything I needed to know about fatherhood.

9 comments:

  1. Tears are running down my cheeks for you.

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  2. You're a damn good man Irish...buckling words...Exhale brother...Peace.

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  3. Speechless, my friend. I can't imagine, and ache for your loss.

    xo
    K*

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  4. (couldnt think of a worthy comment.)

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  5. a price for pearls... slowly the picture is being painted for me and is only limited by time. Im so sorry Irish but you said it best didnt you. You always do

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  6. i've got nothing here. just unbridled love for you, irish. no words to speak for i couldn't form them for the fear. just love.

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"Let your laws come undone
Don't suffer your crimes
Let the love in your heart take control..."


-'The Hair Song', by Black Mountain

Tell me what is in your heart...