Seems to speak

Intangible but evident like smoke
Like scents of perfumed oil left in the air
An essence of his presence seemed to speak.

My voice was dumb, my feelings ran amok
I knew he had passed through but all is bare
Intangible the evidence like smoke

The senses are not separate but leak
Like watercolour runs, like sorrow’s tears
An essence of his presence seemed to speak.

I strained to hear or see or to partake
But nobody yes, nobody was there.
Intangible that evidence, like smoke

Loss makes such great waves when a life breaks
Yet I am grateful for his loving  care
An essence of his person seems to speak.

Twice in life we humans are a pair
With mother and with spouse, if one appears
Intangible but evident like smoke
An echo of his lost voice seems to speak.

 

 

 

 

 

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About Katherine

I like poetry and history
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