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Thursday, June 18, 2009

Losses: Another poem from The Daddy

"There is love of course. And then there's life, its enemy."
--Jean Anouilh
"Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation."
--Kahlil Gibran

By Mac Walton

I’ve had a few.

Like the loss of a mother who had already
Lost her eyesight, watching
Too much Oprah, reading
Too many National Enquirers, and
Too much Revelations, praying
Too many nights to a white Jesus
Who never came because prejudiced people were
trying to kill him too.

Like the loss of a sister who
cried herself to death barely a week after
Her festive wedding day, after
She found out her husband already
Had a family back in Greece and another
Child on the way.

Like the loss of a lover, the“woman of your dreams”
Who, after years of affection
Informs you she is gay and is leaving you today...for
The woman of her dreams.

Like promises not kept, love not
sustained, and
hope, like a stoked fire, slowly
burning away once enticement meets character
Little conscience anyway.

I’ve had a few.


rainywalker said...

daddyBstrong, just plain wonderful. What a blues song this would make!

judy said...

I agree with rainywalker. A blues song, indeed! I'm so glad you're sharing your own work. A peek at a different side of you!

MadMike said...

This deeply affected me. I have suffered great loss in my life, not unlike many others but this gave me pause. I printed it. Thanks MacD. Reading your blog tempers my occasional anger at the cruelty of the world.

Corey said...

This is a beautiful poem
it made me sad because it
reminded me of all my LOSSES!

I've had a few, too!
Live long enough, and we all
will, huh?


MacDaddy said...

You guys are making me feel more confident in trying to get my book of poetry published. Thanks.

MadMike said...

If you do MacD I want a copy! This is beautiful work.....

Anonymous said...

Aaah, how beautiful. For a time, I mourn my losses. Like everyone, I've had my fair share. But this poem kindles memories of the goodness in experiences and relationships that have touched my life deeply. In those, I continue to hold that goodness "like a stoked fire," as you say. But, they don't burn away. The embers continue to warm my heart. For you, and your talent, I am grateful. I too look forward to buying your book!

SDG said...

That poem says it all daddy. It captures life so well, but we go on don't we?