Attribution: J. R. Cotner
Goodbye My Love, Goodbye by Jack R. Cotner Copyright 2015
Retreating inward from the pain,
I smell the sweetness of her hair
As we move along the path. I strain
Uphill, dragging muddied weight to where
Headstones squat like sacred peaks between
Mowed grass where walked mourning crones.
Stoic statues weathered, weeping, still serene,
Guarding lengthy rows of buried bones.
We halt. Crows pass, loud caws abating.
A portal beyond the pale awaits, silent.
The gaping hole lies open, waiting, waiting
For my dearest here quiet, broken, spent.
Farewell, sweet beauty, unfaithful miss.
I weep. Red lipstick on blue, icy lips
Beckons. Entranced, I take one final kiss
Before tossing splendor into the dark abyss.
Goodbye my love, goodbye.
Prety much how i felt when my wife passed away. You capyure the emotion so well. Hugs
Thank you, David. Condolences on your loss.
Wow! I thought I knew what was happening–right up until the “unfaithful” bit. Excellent twist!
Thank you!
Great poem, Jack, and the end had me guessing. I love that.
Thank you!
Bad ass. Literary impressionism. There is so much, pardon my French, shit Hsllmark greeting card “poetry” on the net that this was a gift.
Thank you for that complement, Phil. Appreciate it.
powerful – sad
Very! Thank you, Nancy.
So beautiful and heartfelt…you captured who she was for you. I’m sorry for your loss.