in the event
in the event that i dont wake up tomorrow
please hold your tears and your sorrow
for i am finally free
no more pain inside of me
no more unexplained symptoms or signs
or wavering and trying times
no closed ears with eyes and looks of disbelief
no questions of my pain with no answers of relief
if im gone in the morning
please hold your mournings
for when you think of me now
think of me with the clouds
finally lighter than air
im here and im there
no longer sick
no longer a burden
free
In the event that I forget
what this poem is about
I refer you now to the birds
outside my window.
They are silent – it is a sound-proof window,
but I want to speak of windows more.
I should have titled this poem ‘Window’
but then the silence and the birds got my attention.
What is a poem - rhetorical unanswerable question,
yet perhaps they are a silent window,
the words being birds only the eyes
and the heart can hear. Well they could be.
Before he died in the Hospice
my father would gaze out of the same window
everyday.
On the other side of that silent window
horses grazed in a paddock – nothing special.
We both would sit facing that expanse of glass,
I wondering what to say next,
He nodding and smiling at the horses,
the green cropped grass - the occasional birds.
Not a sound did they all make
but father was listening and seeing
what only those close to the center
of silence can see.
I believe the words end here.
In the event of my losing my place
In the ensuing quietus
please look away.
Dedicated to those curious
In the event of my demise
When my heart can beat no more
I Hope I Die For A Principle
or a belief that i had lived for
I Will Die Before My Time
Because i feel the Shadow's Death
So much i wanted to accomplish before i reached my death
I have come to grips with the possibility
and wiped the last tear from my eyes
I loved all who were positive in the event of my Demise.
in the event of my demise
i hope i have you in my arms
and die in peace
in the event of my demise
i hope i never have another fight with you
because you light up my path
your love is all that that i need
to see the heavens
in the event of my demise
i pray that we make love
like it's gonna be our last.
the event of my demise
bacame the event of my crowning
it was all because of you
that i had risen
from dead bones to a living being
with flesh
now i adore you
i'll call you out in the event of my demise
in the event of my demise
when i couldn't see my future
stranded,no hope,no mercy,no friends
afraid,crying,i saw your face
in my teardrops
i heard a voice like yours
telling me
i can pull through
you are my friend,very true
because you loved me
more than i loved you
in the event of my demise.
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