Thursday 3 February 2011

Loss


Loss

it is difficult to express

the loss

the loss of a loved one

whenever you try

it comes out hopeless

like a failed scone

you want to say

something with edge

and avoid the D word

just loss

but it is never the same

the sadness

curled up inside

your lonely body

nothing will budge

the grief that sticks to

your every thought

like the burr

in Shakespeare

you feel the D word

the chill of nothing

you touch her or him

and the forehead

seems of plastic or wax

where did they go?

you had tried

to get the big picture

tried to breath and relax

but it was not so

a torrent of tears

shook, the dam of denial

broke its walls

the flow of all your fears

and

loss

came

and it stayed

perched on your chest

like the nightmare

of Fuseli - instead of Mum or Dad

with the first great loss

you had lost your virginity

to Death

and you knew you would

follow - there was no one

to comfort you - except your

memory of them - and then

after the drink and wake

was over, you were no longer

the child - you were the man

or woman your Dad or Mum

were, you their legacy.