There is a similarity about them.
Eric, and my father.
Quiet men, who went about their lives
doing well for others.
Gentle men, who didn't seek rewards,
the doing would suffice.
When I talk with Eric,
memories of my father come flooding back.
The timbre of his voice,
an occasional gesture,
the size and shape of him.
I look forward to those moments joyously,
sometimes sadly.
My father's passing?
An unfathomable void.
To Eric, I repeat the words I spoke
the night my father died.
'Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.'
Eric Smith, friend and mentor, died on
January 4,2006 aged 92
A masonic giant and a fine human being - I salute Eric's memory and thank you for penning this beautiful elegy. love, Allie xxxx
What amazingly special people, leaving an obvious mark on you, but then, special people do, and in doing so, live on Gentle men, who didn't seek rewards, the doing would suffice. This hurt to read, but am so much better of for reading it, Take care my friend, love duncan X
'Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.' Your moving poem brought these lines to my mind. A wonderful tribute to both your father and your friend. Love, Magda
Oh wow, I am so impressed with your poem or rather your tribute to a very special Man! Your poem really hurts to read becuae I can relate to your pain from losing many love ones throughout my life...I am so sorry for your pain Jerry..so sorry. You have an amazing way with words, emotions and great imagery. Your work shows much talent and I thank you for sharing your talent in this piece...10 out of 10! Take care of U =Shelley=
Beautifully, sadly penned. Thank you for sharing this exceptional poem Jerry.
A perfect way to remember a dear friend and companion. Eloquent and proudly written. Well done, Mr. Hughes.
Here's to two good men and another good man that remembers them.
Well done. 'And death shall have no dominion..' Well done, indeed.
About..... yes.. irony here yet these are such encouraging spirited words 'rage, rage.....' and with it may apprehension dissipate.. I await your next write... meanwhile.. may you swallow and medicate on Peace filled calmness as your journey continues this week, aroha
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sorry about the loss of your friend Eric. And a nice tribute to Eric and to your dad. A touching poem. Sincerely, Connie Webb