Jon Ojala Poems
|1.||Only A Memory Now||2/2/2008|
|2.||A Child's Bath (For My Son Eric)||2/11/2008|
|6.||The Last Milestone||8/25/2008|
|7.||That Place Within||10/13/2008|
|8.||My Sister Sandra||10/18/2008|
|10.||The Ambiguity Of Silence||1/7/2009|
|12.||From A Grateful Nation..........||4/4/2009|
|13.||Absence Of Malice||10/27/2009|
|14.||The Revenge Of The Armenian Transvestites||11/8/2009|
|15.||Fortunes Of War||11/21/2009|
|19.||The Refiner's Fire||1/28/2009|
|22.||Falling Into Eternity||7/21/2008|
|24.||A Veteran's Farewell||2/6/2008|
A Veteran's Farewell
At the end, he simply fell asleep, and was gone.
Before this, we sat in vigil around his bed,
family and friends,
holding inside our grief and sorrow,
yet happily swapping stories of his life,
reveling in his gentle goodness,
honoring him with our laughter and love.
Though he was frail and comatose, he heard us,
of this we were absolutely sure.
Then we fell silent, pondering his life,
his influence, his example:
husband, father, grandfather, uncle, teacher, coach,
veteran, patriot, friend; all these he was.
We honored him with our silence, as ...
child of promise.
born under the Covenant,
tightly wrapped in white,
Cradling you in my arms for the first time,
you stare up at me with tiny, brilliant,
unfocused trusting eyes,