Kim Rodrigues Poet Free verse

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Blue Lake

BLUE LAKE

droplets rained into the blue lake of his face.
dust might fly from erasers, no—
they’re trapped in a purple jar.
even if released, they cannot capture
her personality traits.

dry bones can be pieced together
but without a blast of air to the nostrils
the soul lies in a heap.

death is an empty room
with no hope of a skeleton
to clatter dishes in the sink.

he goes on and on and on…
he wonders why
the cardinals and does still dance
at his birdfeeder,
as if happiness was just inches away.

he downs his martini
then another olive
is spent
thinking of a mere few months ago.

cosied up under a blanket
the light from the t.v.
in her eyes;
her photo and urn
watch him
observing t.v.
without her.

she cannot turn away,
cannot dry his tears—
both feel utterly
helpless
in the circumstance
of death.

8/8/2021

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Poet Tellaferro August 11, 2021 at 10:12 AM Nice! Love the feeling (even if is sad), it rings true, the grief and feeling of being alone. Like how you make the dance of words express this. Kim Rodrigues August 15, 2021 at 8:38 AM Thank you, Jehiel! There is a sadness and joy in remembrance.

Victor Buhagiar August 9, 2021 at 2:20 AM This is so true. If you love a departed person, consolation is hard to come by. Time heals all wounds, but what is time? It takes long. I know. Hugs. Kim Rodrigues August 9, 2021 at 5:05 AM Thank you, dear Victor. ~ hugs

Sotto Poet August 8, 2021 at 3:31 PM Kim, you have caught the harsh truth of sorrow and grief so perfectly, an epilogue of weeping and desperation, which you have lyrically depicted. Kim Rodrigues August 8, 2021 at 3:37 PM Thank you, Lasaad. We write of what we see and what we know.

Caren Krutsinger August 8, 2021 at 1:25 PM This is poignant and powerful Kim. "death is an empty room with no hope of a skeleton to clatter dishes in the sink." So true. Kim Rodrigues August 8, 2021 at 1:40 PM I know you know too…

David Kavanagh August 8, 2021 at 1:13 PM You captured the stark reality of grief and heartache so well Kim, an aftermath of tears and helplessness, poetically described, cheers David Kim Rodrigues August 8, 2021 at 1:25 PM Thank you, David. Hard too see close up and personal.