Mourning Gates Of Dawn Poem by Simone Inez Harriman

Mourning Gates Of Dawn

The 'Garden of the Gods' is gone
Mother's death sent everything packing
To purgatory with no return address
And my whole world dropped dead
From lack of sugar

Evening Black Dog whisky
Has swallowed fathers sorrow
Home no more is a bronze brazen bull
Basting pain and burning rage
My father roars and bellows

Midnight shadows draw long gallows
Hanging threads of vestigial memories
Of asphyxiated yesterdays
But whisky had loosened the nooses
Father tearfully piggy-backs them back
Sorry limp and lifeless

Mourning gates of dawn
Teeter on rusty hinges
Of detachment
Tip-toeing over glittering glass
Shards reflecting a mosaic of
Knuckle punch drunk cavities
Little loopholes for lost souls
Mouth doom with such clarity

While father is stupefied and snoring on
Nail hungry floorboards
Chrysalizing in his coverall onesies
We're both turning to tombstones

Sixteenth birthdays aren't such a big deal
There's no cake or candy in Colorado
Only glacial arctic icing
Impaled on piked pinnacles

The Southwest Chief
Dream dances, closer
A soul lonely train horn
Heralding final departures
Calls to me to follow my heart
As Chinook the Snow Eater tom-toms by
I start drifting in that direction
In tumbleweeds of hormones
With empty pockets
And holes in my shoes

Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: abuse,death,despair
Kelly Kurt 31 March 2015

I really enjoyed your poem, Simone. Thank you for sharing.

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Melvina Germain 11 November 2015

I read this one time but like some poems, I need a morning read so I'll be in the morning with tea...Thus far I love what your putting down.....

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Ann Beard 24 November 2015

Grief takes us all differently, you have a soul touching way with words. Thank you.

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Pamela Sinicrope 07 January 2016

This is also a WOW for me. Starting with the writing. I like the flow of the poem, the selection and the placement of the words makes it easy for the reader to follow the path of mourning. Amazing capture of double and triple meanings with your words, of enjambments and alliteration. This poem is a spectacle! Now for content. The speaker takes us on a grief journey that highlights the loss of a mother from the viewpoint of a daughter just going through puberty and starting to become a woman. She sees her father disintegrate in anger and alcohol while trying to figure out her own feelings and grasp those tumble weeds of hormones that throw a woman's emotions in every direction at once. The timing of this poem leaves the reader hanging off pikes peak or impaled on it with the young 13 year old in this poem. This was so much Simone! Thanks for sharing. What a powerful write.

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Loke Kok Yee 25 March 2016

grief takes many on an emotional free fall but you are able to put it in a poem and drag anyone who reads it along with you. I am drained after reading it, thanks Simone

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Kumarmani Mahakul 07 October 2018

Mother's death provokes thought and fills mind in emotion. Dream dances closer and soul wanders to get back peace. Many lines are filled with wonderful expression. This excellent poem emotion is brilliantly penned....10

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Robert Murray Smith 30 June 2018

There are so many memorable lines in this poem. I must put it in my favourites. Beautifully expressed.++10

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Akhtar Jawad 04 April 2018

A great write that amazes the reader.

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Mj Lemon 05 December 2017

Brilliant, Simone! This reminds me a lot of Sylvia Plath. You use tumbleweeds to explain the one thing maybe Plath failed to acknowledge or realize. This really is a great work.

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Sochukwu Ivye 18 October 2017

O my God! I venerate the source of inspiration for this, and then, the able means through which it's delivered. Your mastery of pathos is beyond price, dear favourite. Much kudos.

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