Pizza Slice Sorrow
Friday Poem
I remember the shape of your grief.
Because I remember the pieces of your life
As they were strewn across your lawn
And shone through your windows like
A TV.
.
I remember your dog, old and arthritic,
Sniffing around the edges of your lawn,
Pale golden coat catching the fading rays
Of the boiling summer sun, settled now
At dusk.
.
And that sprawling silver maple living
In the very center of your front lawn...
I remember the way it cast rippling shade
Before it fell to the arms of disease and
Rain.
.
I share in your anguish at having lost
An ancient friend, a short-lived one,
The vanishing mailbox struck five times
By the same four a.m. reckless driver.
I've cut myself a slice of your sorrow,
Though who could know why I did.
I've set myself up as the sentinel of these
Memories, these lives, these puzzle pieces
To a world that existed once and only
Once.
About the Creator
Silver Daux
Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.
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Comments (8)
I really felt the power in this Siverado, the taste of someone, anyone, like a neighbour we kind of know and how the bits of our interactions, however small sink in when they die or disappear. I really hope you'll enter my "Unofficial Challenge" in Poets-I think it's right up your alley. Congrats on your Top Story!
Wow. I love this! Pieces strewn about and within the poem, the word and the pieces. Sentinel of memories WELL DONE congratulations on TS!
Love this beautifully written 🙏
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This feels tender and observant in such a quiet way. I love how grief isn’t dramatic here! That line about cutting yourself a slice? Beautifully self-aware.✨
A range of poignant images culminates in an incisive description of the unique and fragile nature of each life. This is very well wrought, SD!
This was so deep and emotional. I freaking loved it!