Alexander Frost

Rookie - 0 Points (August 28,1986 / Bloomington, Indiana)

My Sister - Poem by Alexander Frost

(‘Play that old allegro in E-major’
‘The one rendered incomplete by his passing,
The passing of insouciant youthfulness
Into the embittered arms of old age? ’
‘The one he was writing as he went insane’)

The valley echoes with lamentation
Daffodils sway with windswept heavy heads
In the dying light of this days decline
Swift hoofs strike the tired earth like anvils
The dust rises skywards in amber plumes
As the dolorous shades, the blues and greys,
Dissipate in the cold light of evening
So that the fog hanging amongst the reeds
Is reduced to a frail lingering dew
Retaining the prints, the ghosts of your tread
Held in such suspended animation
Pale memories to outlast the monarchs

My sister shot herself three years ago
But I still cannot begrudge her the act
For I know what it’s like to be alone
I guess I was just sad to let her go
To recognize all the joy we will miss
The summers at the lake house in Norway
Riding bicycles in the countryside
Cutting paths through the freshly fallen leaves
When the weather turns, bundling up inside
With our favorite books by firelight
Gazing out into the star-riddled sky
We whisper our plans for the future and
Each season go berry-picking in Maine
As the afternoon spreads out before us

Topic(s) of this poem: absence, addiction, alienation, countryside, death, drugs, families, family, insanity, loneliness

Form: Blank Verse

Comments about My Sister by Alexander Frost

  • Rookie - 0 Points Ambrosia A (5/8/2013 11:27:00 PM)

    Good write. Keep it up. However, whatever happened with ur sis, shouldn't happen to anyone. Comment on poems as well. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 71,180 Points Gajanan Mishra (5/8/2013 11:20:00 PM)

    riding bicycle in the countryside. good write.thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, November 30, 2015

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