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Clothes and a Grieving Nose

For My Daddy with Endless Love
decide … phone people … arrangements need made … cannot pick … call who … where … when … oh, casket … my world just stray-shattered fully dismayed and pain’s pall stretch-burns me like thin plastic BLUE MORNING - just took Dad …
hued my fragile blunt-sad -- my brain’s left its launch pad ~ no thoughts compose ~ tears fully oppose planning-time throes.
in Dad’s home, his feel has not yet strayed ~ my known hangs in vague creases of tragic ~ whisper-feels from clothes, Daddy-scent-clad … bring him to me via my grieving nose
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Lamoureux Avatar
July 1, 2018 at 1:55 AM
CongrTs on your win with this excellent piece.
Marcum Wong Avatar
June 26, 2018 at 6:52 PM
Congratulations on your win with this poignant piece CayCay. xxoo
Gentry Avatar
June 25, 2018 at 6:10 PM
Congratulations on your win with this sad, heartfelt story told in a poem. Well done!
Dietrich Avatar
June 24, 2018 at 3:14 PM
You really conveyed the sadness here, Caycay, and all the other emotions during this time of your life. Loved how you took a life event and wrote on it with BW's inspiring theme. Congratulations, dear.
La France Avatar
June 24, 2018 at 7:03 AM
CayCay, congratulations on your win in my contest with this impressive write, well done ~
Ajmal Avatar
June 23, 2018 at 2:29 PM
Many congratulations on your well deserved win in the contest, it was a really difficult one yet you have done a really nice job and this poem indeed is a beauty and a joy to read, good luck
Gauthier Avatar
June 23, 2018 at 2:21 PM
Wow, what a beautiful heartfelt poem. Well done, CayCay.
Poteet Avatar
June 23, 2018 at 12:27 PM
Fragile subject, just went through an unexpected family death last week. You did it well, love the scattered thoughts brought together in to this piece. Congratulations on your write and the award.
Roper Avatar
June 9, 2018 at 8:26 PM
CayCay great weaving of words to paint a verse..Good luck in the contest .hugs eve
Man Avatar
June 8, 2018 at 5:39 AM
You have a gift.. you don't simply tell a story, you feel it. You write in such a way that the reader feel it too!!
Godwin Avatar
June 8, 2018 at 9:55 PM
I am blessed by your comments; they are the gift in this scenario and I thank you more than bunches for such generosity. Your words have validated my insecure places and, further, they flared my contentment-fulfilled level in the best way. Again, Chance, thank you and take good care of your joy ... CayCay
Smith Avatar
June 6, 2018 at 12:30 PM
Somehow that scent never leaves, well done CayCay...
Godwin Avatar
June 6, 2018 at 4:21 PM
I was recently in an elevator with a stranger who was wearing Old Spice and it was all I could do not to hug him and/or cry! It's good to see you, Charlie - always a pleasure. Thank you for commenting and, please, take good care. All the best ... CayCay
Gondolf Avatar
June 6, 2018 at 9:07 AM
Nicely written, CayCay, constructed very well for BW's contest. Best of luck. John
Godwin Avatar
June 6, 2018 at 4:19 PM
There's the face! Good to hear from you. I'm still having time restraints that disallow reading and writing on Soup as I would like. Miss reading you, really I do - always enjoy doing so. You take care. Poetry hugs ... CayCay
Cunningham Avatar
June 5, 2018 at 9:57 PM
A powerful emotional verse CayCay, many of us have been down that sad road.
Godwin Avatar
June 6, 2018 at 4:17 PM
Yes, many of us are blessed to have loved a Father, known the joy of that love and the pain of losing it in the material world. 20 years for me now and still certain songs, scents, oh - a list, can grab me and shake the grief to my surface. Thanks, Tom, for your consistency on Soup - your comments have depth and substance that I greatly appreciate. Poetry hugs ... CayCay
Wanter Avatar
June 5, 2018 at 6:01 PM
You have dared to write emotions that will creep into so many remembrances, like my Daddy's straw hats.
Godwin Avatar
June 6, 2018 at 4:14 PM
All who have lost their Dad can probably relate to this poem and your comment. I've still got my Mama and at 81 it's clear she's very much still got it going on - a blessing. Thank you so much for commenting, I sure appreciate it and you. All the best ... CayCay
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