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perfection in death

Today I took all of Aprils pictures down I placed them in an album so their still safe and sound But gone are the images of which visitors would ask And my answer "My April" now part of my past Placed to rest benieth transparent pages Motionless, voiceless and now ageless I would wear April with pictures of her faces I kissed her pictures on a regular basis But it's time to depart from my wanted wife A short lived dream in my so called life I played house with something less than a ghost It was the best that I could do besides compleatly lossing hope

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/1/2013 10:46:00 AM
I know it is hard but life goes on. Your anguish or what could have been is shown in this poem. love phyl
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Date: 12/14/2012 7:00:00 AM
John, I put my loved ones pictures in a chest, I go to when I need to, I slowly open it up and the wounds are still there, your poem is powerful and I am sure many people can relate to it., I know I do. Constance
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Date: 12/13/2012 1:56:00 AM
John the feeling you put into your words just drips off the page...as hard as it is keep writing my friend...David
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Date: 12/12/2012 4:03:00 PM
Great work honoring April and also writing about the acceptance and change in your life..I can still feel the pain and loss through your work..Thanks for stopping by..I appreciate the time spent there..Glad that you like my work "Essence"...Sara
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Date: 12/12/2012 3:43:00 PM
This is one hell of a write...wow!!!!
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Date: 12/8/2012 6:30:00 PM
I miss you John, you seem to be in a slump; hope you get some new inspiration as a great talent now sits silent. Love, Lizzie
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Date: 11/21/2012 8:13:00 PM
Hello John,,, and a happy thanksgiving 2 you too... always~ pd
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Date: 11/11/2012 3:44:00 PM
:-( Siddy
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Date: 11/8/2012 7:29:00 PM
It's the empty feeling inside that's to hard to fill I think John. Nothing good about loss, it becomes part of us always but isn't it sweet to have good memories. Sad but nice you could share this part of yourself. Love, Lizzie
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Date: 11/8/2012 3:36:00 PM
moving on is hard to do.
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Date: 11/7/2012 9:34:00 PM
It was the hardest thing I ever had to do.
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Date: 11/5/2012 10:29:00 PM
Very Very nice,,,, gotta let go sometime, it's hard though. Love your words ;}
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Date: 10/25/2012 3:12:00 PM
and I applaud that truthfulness, I like it when you're real...if you've taken down the pictures it could create space for something (or someone) new to come into your life :-)
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Date: 10/24/2012 11:13:00 PM
This is as true as a poem can be.
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