I would bathe
in his ashes.
Rinse my hair,
gargle, and douche
with his ashes.
But there are only
so many of his ashes
in that jar,
and my grief is infinite.
© 2004 catnapping
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7 comments:
This was short but powerful.
I understand your grief. I lost my wife to Breast Cancer last January. It never stops does it?
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Stunning poem.
I hope you find something blooming or a surprise, too.
I was suprised to see someone new pop up on my blog. It's nice to see that once in a while someone stumbles across it. Nice poems. I cannot write at all. Tried a few times but it all turned out like sappy teenage love poetry. I think I'll leave the writing up to you and the painting up to me. Heh
This is beautiful, shocking and sad.
I have been strolling through your pages. Everything I read makes me love you more love. You are a wonderful poet, storyteller and artist.
love
I can also appreciate your loss having been through it myself. You expressed your sorrow beautifully. I have bookmarked you Blog so I can visit again. Love your poetry.
Also, thanks for the nice words on my Blog.
you are an amazing poet and writer! I feel and see your words...
It's enough to break the heart.
Ashes to ashes
this pain is never enough
sadly, dust to dust
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