Notes About The Poem
Thinking of my son-in-law's friend, Jamie, as I write this poem. A man who was in my home, on my grandson's birthday, with his wife and baby. He wandered far away from life, forgetting a wife and child, but in the end checked himself into a hospital. My S-I-L had given his life to the Lord, prayed over his friend, telling him how much he loved him. My hope is that even in his unconscious state that the message was received.
Poems That Paint a Picture - Still Life
STILL LIFE
flowers for a friend,
he still holds.
a silent pause.
holding his breath.
he stares at the cold
gray stone,
as if, it was all alone.
his eyes are numb,
no tears yet flow.
heart squeezes tight,
remembering this young man
he grew up with.
tortured by his friend’s descent
into the demonic control of heroin,
and how he pushed him away.
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but in the end he cried for help,
strapped to a medical table,
unable to open his eyes,
surprised by the prayer -
so loving...so kind.
~
his friend lost his fight for life,
too far buried beneath his infirmity,
his body could not survive.
but he prays that his friend’s soul
found solace, at last,
unfettered from the flesh.
he finally lays the flowers down
on bended knee, tear drops fall
upon the grass, and walks away.
9/16/2017
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Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017
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