Pausing To Say Goodbye Poem by Theresa Ann Moore
Pausing To Say Goodbye
With the passing of my children’s father
I wondered if indeed there was life after
Sad thoughts sought to find a familiar figure
Seeing only sympathy cards and a floral mixture
I am inclined to believe that the dead are able
To make their presence noticed via cable
Ok readers, I see raised eyebrows with stares
Think that I am quite daft and in need of care?
Oh, I am teasing a bit…but not completely…
Flashing without a remote, very discretely
The silent television turned on then disengaged
Not once, but twice in succession… as if staged
Could have explained it if there was a power outage
The overhead lights did not flicker or lose voltage
My son and I both witnessed the strange display
Was Dad playfully passing by… but could not stay?
2/11/08
Nice thought and very well put. And who knows? I've always heard that one should pay close attention to their first instinct because it's usually right. Thanks for sharing
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4/19/2024 7:53:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovingly laid out and really interesting. A double whammy. But more to your point, I lost my dad a year ago. (A Scotsman) and every now and again i can smell whiskey, really really strong. The other one that the whole family has noticed at one time or another, is our pet dog. She died 2 years ago, but even now i feel her against my legs while I'm writing my poetry or generally on the computer. So if you think yourself a bit mad, you'd better make that a double appointment with the doctor and we will go together. Regards. Craig.