by sack
my condolences, Sack.
This is a sad and touching poem. The last stanza, in particular, was quite moving.
and terrible poem, Sack. My heart goes out to you for your loss.
I resisted reading this when it first appeared,( because the death of my own mom is still so vivid in my own mind) but after I got your note, I couldnt NOT read it.
This poem, although so very sad, is probably one of your very best poems. I love the way you have a separate message in the form of single lines. Your mother would most certainly be proud of you.
giant hugs,
maria
I am so sorry about your mother.
I'd like to comment on the poem itself. I'd like to put aside that this is so personal. As far as poetry goes, it's not only good, but those last few stanzas are powerful.
In the distance, plugs are pulled
and sheets attempt to cover
what never was intended to be seen...
Yet, I must look forever
At hands that loll awkwardly
the odd twist of the jaw
Deep wrinkled caverns under the closed eyes
Purple blotchy arms and legs
Mother and son are together again
transcending the dull reality
You need to leave now sir...
Don't worry
I was never here
And neither was she...