My dad died today a solemn Wednesday. In May. Dozens, long unseen converged that day to pray and to comfort the soon bereaved. Proud he was, pulled his last breath only when we left the room In privacy.
But I had been there to observe the ritual of his passing. Strange odors, unnatural heat. His yellowed eyes a distraction from his laboured breathing and shame of wilting away.
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Buried my dad today. Small funeral. Big change He lay stiff, in brown suit, Cold, handsome And dead. Fatherly smirk, plain as Day, hinted a last smile and blissful nothingness.
Catholic priest, paid to speak eloquently Pretended on pulpit they were aquaintances. Untouched by the sadness that stilled my siblings I fidgeted. My brain strained to process His absence.
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Posted: May 2018
About this poem:
My father died on May 30th, 1990 while I was still in my teens yet I wrote this in 2004 or 2005 when I worked on Cruise ships and inspired to write. In the past, I had a tendency to bury difficult things until I was ready to consciuosly process it through writing...a hobby I wish I had pursued with more passion.
Anyways, I thought I'd post it here to mark the occasion.... It is the first time I am posting something this private in a public forum.
I'm not sure what category or style this will fit into but I sincerely hope you enjoy it. Thank You.
I felt sad reading ur poem because of ur Dad's passing but really enjoyed reading it , because it was from the heart, truly inspiring. Beautiful poem.
Happychatty1unknown, Lancashire, England UKMay 18, 2019
Thank you for sharing this very well written and emotive poem wrenaud I was sorry for your loss and the fact your Dad passed away when you were a young boy Hope to read more of your poetry in the future
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I was sorry for your loss and the fact your Dad passed away when you were a young boy
Hope to read more of your poetry in the future