Notes About The Poem
The thing about this poem is that it is about the suicide of my mother. As with any loss of a loved one, there are questions that may never be answered, maybe not even in the afterlife. We don't know if those kind of things matter in the afterlife or not. Maybe all that happens here stays here, maybe not. Be that as it may, psychologically it matters to us here, because our journey here is an emotional one.
Even though this tragedy happened about 40 years ago, occasionally I revisit that moment in time and reflect on it.
Beneath the Water Drowning
I guess we'll never know
if you found peace
or if the answers came
to you somehow
In the turmoil
of your life' passion
you encountered confusing contradictions
when you needed compassion
Your struggle against the flow
estranged you
to your loved ones
you thought your
husband was a foe
I'd like to know
what you were thinking
what drove you to the point
of jumping in
after a bout of heavy drinking
The creative gene you possessed
is in me now and I thank you
for allowing me to have it
my dream is that in
the afterlife I'll see you
Until then I guess
we'll never know
if beneath the waters
you found what you
were looking for.
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