Death Of Mother:
she tucked you in at night - the nightingale,
soothed your forehead with her palm
and there her song presides.
Death Of Child:
your tears squeezed out from bleakest thunderheads
flooding the whole dam-ocean
— a friend to hold you tight.
Death Of Husband
muscular arms unwound like octopus
head aches of inky blackness
— angels tender your veil
Tender - to regard or treat with tenderness
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2018
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