Rivulets of sorrow meandering
down tear-stained skin.
“Keep her comfortable
until it’s time.”
Simple words-
echoes
of eternal reminder within.
You rise.
Guiding her
through the threshold
into the chill,
shudders
of realization emerge.
You survey
the molting trees,
their arid leaves
embellishing her hair
like fragments of
woven rhinestones.
As if they weep for her.
As if even the ambiances
of ages past are beseeching
her not to leave.
Soon arrives the Foehn,
holding you within
its warm embrace.
Its breaths,
whispering lines of truth,
sculpt a bittersweet tune
as they herald
the evening’s arrival.
You understand.
Cloaked
by lyrics of singing ivy,
her expression calms,
your fears dissolve.
Consoled by a draft possessive,
you cradle her
through the darkness
and follow her
toward the seraph’s call
into the fold of
midnight slumber.
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Categories: All Poetry, Death & Loss, Medical Poetry, Medicine, Poetry by Phoebe
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I like the idea of the seraph’s call…I do hope my Mom, Dad and sister heard it (of course, my sister would have given tips on improving the tone heh)
Hi Phoebe. Sounds like the thoughts when my wives left me! And the ideal woman I wish had come my way! Thank you for liking “Sounds From The Skies!” Peace and Best Wishes. TheFoureyedPoet.
🙂 🙂
And the tears came all on their own…I should write
🙂 🙂
Really beautiful! You must be a really special person!!
Dwight
You are very kind…thank you. 🙂
What a beautiful description of the tug of emotion at the time of letting one’s spirit go at the time of death. You and your grandmother must have had an amazing relationship. You speak of such love and tenderness between you. You write in a very picturesque manner. I look forward to reading more of your work.
Thank you so much for your kind thoughts! I also very much enjoy your writing and look forward to reading more. Much blessings to you! 🙂 -phoebe