Robert Ludden Poet Free verse

Come Forth

What may I salvage of your life?
Ten years this loop of frazzled tape
has traced my mind, replaying memory
and asking "what if" questions
of the avant garde...
as if they were the music
in a stubborn theatre,
fly gallery of shadows racing  through,
longing to make sense of it.
What did I miss--
the something more I seek?   

Let me venture down the roads again
Let me call to you,  my son.
I want to tune awareness, listen
to the meadows all along the side,
watch the forest trees for shadows 
moving in between.
I know I will not miss your voice
persistent in my ear,
"I'm here,  Dad."       

How may I  recreate it now?
How may it so invade reality
that I may probe the depth of being 
and of love?  I think it is
because transcendent power
is greater than my own.
Here it is that I may savor
that which I knew,  taste again
refreshment born of tears
and sense its vibrant intimacy.
Here is where the cover floats away
and where, exposed,  I let you in.
 
Of course I am aware
in memory you sleep forever
underneath your granite stone
but in the close reality of consciousness
you are a post-millenial prodigal,
for this my son was dead and is alive
again...was lost to me
amid the screams of grief, 
and now is found.
               ~

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Cindy Cayton October 29, 2012 at 3:19 PM this brought a soulful tear to the corner of my eye. Very well written, as I can relate to it somewhat. I am not here much, but thought I would glance at your poetry. How your depth is so apparent here. Love your writing, take good care and God bless you, much love, Cindy Cindy Cayton October 30, 2012 at 3:16 PM the discussion was on tthe first couple of lines by the way.. haha, You are very good!!!! Cindy Cayton October 30, 2012 at 3:09 PM Discussion: life is every changing, and sometimes the aftermath, makes us realize that we actually have grown from it. I know I have quite the depth in the past/ somewhat jaded for a time in my life, I found that similar circumstances kept occuring/ just in different life scenerios for a time, I know I reacted, and sometimes still do react to some situations the same/ and hindsight is 20/20.... smile as much as you can, laugh out loud in the same manner, enjoy all the things that God put here for us to enjoy, and do your best, and rest when you can bear no more: these words are what I live by... Thanks for the offer of discussion. I look forward to reading yours later. You hit my tough spots, and I don't know why, but it doesn't scare me anymore. You are a very good writer to bring that from my soul. Cindy Robert Ludden October 29, 2012 at 3:34 PM I appreciate that, Cindy, and would welcome discussion of these issues with you at any time.