Death in September (DHR)

(i.m. Kathleen Shaw)

The flower face of the sun bloomed on you,
the corona of light

easing the passage, caressing you.
Catwalking on the bright side of life;

the false jollity, aching to laugh.
Embraces, your body in a bowl of arms,

brave waves, the last goodbye.
My own desperate clutching, as if

I were a tree sucking at the sky.
The delicate frosting on my birthday cake -

a sugary irony.
How quickly the coronal of anniversary flowers

became a wreath.
Choking on the three hundred miles

to your resting place,
the car eating the road.

Tension-riddled, the family squabbles
snapped at the air.

Alone in the pristine, starched hotel room,
propped between pillow and sheet,

stiff as rigor mortis,
my eyes ploughing a newspaper,

thoughts turned introvert and febrile.
A white envelope holding the small silver gift

of your necklace, an oyster cradling its pearl.
Your gold ring playing its warmth

on my finger, thin and white,
the September sun shining in it.

A passion flower clinging to its wire hoop,
sweating out the fragrance of late summer.

Defiant and slightly shocking in my bright patchwork skirt;
a vibrant rainbow flying in the black leer of the cortège.

Your husband
easing the great weight of his grief with valium.

The voice of the vicar carrying,
stentorian, across the echoing expanse of church.

In your diaphanous dress you were a bride
embracing your bouquet -

the mourning arum's white head bowed.
Fine linen shrouding the table, pink curls of salmon,

water glasses floating their tiny icebergs.
Plumbing the depths of your wardrobe,

the outfits hanging limp as fish.
The room gasping in late sunlight,

heady with your Florentyna perfume and oxygen cylinders,
the light lying glassy and quiet.

Your loving memorabilia yielding to damp autumn earth.
My eyes opening to your immortality. An immortal truth.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Kendrick Avatar
September 3, 2026 at 10:56 AM
Congratulations to you on your winning work in Daniel's contest. I enjoyed reading your entry. Way to go. 👏✍️. Sara K.
Dietrich Avatar
September 2, 2026 at 4:40 PM
Gorgeous imagery in this poem funeral-themed of mourning . You always amaze. Congrats on your podium win.
Hind Avatar
August 26, 2026 at 10:41 PM
you deliver again, Charlotte, we are never disappointed- however I am sorry for your loss, very telling poem, beautiful poem 🌹🙏
Parker Avatar
August 26, 2026 at 6:32 PM
I should have a friend to record my passing this way. 😢🌹
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August 29, 2026 at 12:03 PM
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August 27, 2026 at 1:18 PM
you might have 🌹
Rodrigues Avatar
August 26, 2026 at 4:06 PM
water glasses floating their tiny icebergs. Plumbing the depths of your wardrobe…
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