Where ashes lie

A.B. Jakobsen

You were my closest friend and pitied family

But alas the cosmos has beckoned your return

And your dreams expelled upon its boundless waves   

But I hope that we can meet again in some other form

Where pandemonic howls do not come hither

In betwixt the merciful glimmers in the waters of Eridanus

Inside kingly lit chambers in regal Asia 

Entangled in scintillating cosmic swirls   

With spectral flight amidst pillars of solar dust

Within the verdant thickets of New England   

Betwixt the inked letters by the authors of yore

As flakes of snow thro alien blizzards

At the spacely cusp of everything that was and everything to be

 

Thro your stupendous travels

Unearthing all in deep heaving aethers

And only in dream can tell of tales

Would you honor me as your solemn audience?

Be in life my cosmic messenger

And in death my ghostly shepherd!

 

12/8/2022 

  • Author: A.B. Jakobsen (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 11th, 2022 17:38
  • Comment from author about the poem: Dedicated to my youngest and dear older brother who died of crippling alcoholism at the age of 35. Peace found you at last: 3rd of June 1987 - 26th June 2022
  • Category: Sad
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Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    thanks for sharing, such
    an impassioned dedication
    i'm so sorry for your loss
    may he rest in peace

    • A.B. Jakobsen

      Thank you for your condolences, and thank you for reading. I greatly appreciate your comment and thoughts!



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