Kim Rodrigues Poet Tanka

The Telephone Sleeps

death deepens with months
the passing sands by swath-sweep
the telephone sleeps
except for sibling-mourners
moaning for vocals from mom

dad shovels himself
out of his quiet mattress
aching with absence
half-alive, not dead
the one left behind

dirgelike rings of cell
mom won’t answer, but dad will
stir the stomach biles,
tighten the chest, dry the throat.
sadness listing old man’s boat

6/27/2021

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Paula Goldsmith July 5, 2021 at 9:09 AM WOW!!! What a write and so true. Death is so very hard for everyone. Have blessed day.............. Kim Rodrigues July 9, 2021 at 6:02 AM Never knew how hard! Have a blessed week, Paula!

Anne-Lise Andresen June 30, 2021 at 6:21 AM - Kim, it feels painful, heavy and ruin the spark of life - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Kim Rodrigues July 9, 2021 at 6:01 AM So much so! Hugs to you, Anne-Lise!

Regina Mcintosh June 27, 2021 at 6:34 PM So sad and such a amazing write. Such vision to ponder. Love it. God bless you always, Love, Gina Kim Rodrigues June 28, 2021 at 4:37 AM Thank you, Regina! God bless you, dear one!

Panagiota Romios June 27, 2021 at 3:28 PM Kim,,very creative and original! Wow Pangie xx Kim Rodrigues June 27, 2021 at 6:22 PM Thank you, Pangie!

Tom Cunningham June 27, 2021 at 10:35 AM Not something than you can easily switch off, they say time helps, but for how long, sometimes it's never ending. Tom Kim Rodrigues June 27, 2021 at 11:30 AM Sigh…I know

Victor Buhagiar June 27, 2021 at 7:24 AM No one knows how long you have to grieve. I thought I was doing fine in winter but with summer I really feel depressed. Hugs, my sweet friend. Kim Rodrigues June 27, 2021 at 11:31 AM My Dad was down today. I know to expect it.