Short Josiah Poems

It's just been twelve 
     long years now
Twelve years of void, 
     of unquenched pain
Twelve teary years 
     of what would have been
Twelve years of your 
     absence accorded by death
You are thoroughly missed 
     dear brother

The death of a sibling can only 
     at best imagined if never experienced.
I lay a wreath at the headstone 
     of your grave my brother.
Adieu Josiah Jeremiah!!! 
     Until we come to you...

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Josiah conquers revisionists
by stating an old-world axiom:

     “When seeking structure,
     one must be mindful of decay.”

He taps a rusted column with
an ordinary wooden cane,

releasing decades of oxidation
in particulate dust.

As his nephew secures the wire
on the final shape-charge

a tear wells with nostalgia
and sympathy for the hobbled

until the flurry of blasts
at zero....

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