Sometimes I wonder in the dark still of night
About you laying cold and white
In sleeps repose, gowned yet dead
A shroud of pills about your head
Your debt to asclepius surely paid
Upon that bed so neatly made
You asked of me a simple task
Not much at all to really ask
Not money nor power, not even wine
Just a moment of my time
To read you a poem
I wonder sometimes in dark the still of night
If I had read you the poem
would it have mattered
Dedicated to Carol who kept shop at the withlapoka community store
God bless all those I have wittingly or unwittingly harmed... what a beautiful poem
regrets felt upon the death of any being is the surest testimony of our being morally alive and them having been tender gentle souls.....you have tendered such an amazing eulogy
A very touching poem James, beautifully written. Best wishes, Andrew
Of course the poem matters as it brings with it romance into the relationship. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
A tragedy summed up in three lines - - I wonder sometimes in dark the still of night If I had read you the poem would it have mattered The regret of having understood the joy of fulfilling the small petty requests of a loved one, which at the moment feels quite absurd, but after they leave our hand, it fills the heart with an inexplicable heaviness....indeed touching! ! ! ! |
A tragedy summed up in three lines I wonder sometimes in dark the still of night If I had read you the poem would it have mattered The regret of having understood the joy of fulfilling the small petty requests of a loved one, which at the moment feels quite absurd, but after they leave our hand, it fills the heart with an inexplicable heaviness....indeed touching! ! ! !
loved the ending question. It is somewhat of a universal question Lovely
I like the rhythm of how this reads and its “dreamy” feel. The rhymes work out nicely and lend a light refrain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a special quality poem. So, I gave it a 10. GW62