I don't want to go a
gentle journey,
from convoluted to
convalescence.
I quit drinking again;
found love in
the psych ward.
She's my broken-winged
angel.
So much pain behind that
sweet smile.
She's drinking again,
and I can't fix her.
It hurts, like an arrow
through the stomach.
I have a rabbit that comes
to my yard.
She lies in the same
spot every day.
So much so, that
she has worn down a
place for herself--the surrounding
grass grows around her.
She feels safe.
I feed her spinach, and my
brother sings her
show tunes.
That's what we get
for having a drama
teacher for a father.
Thanks, Dad.
It's been an unseasonably
cold April.
I feel sorry for Harvey;
That's her name, thanks
again Dad.
I talk to her softly.
"Hi, baby--what are you doing?
Do you want to come in?"
She doesn't answer. I'm sober.
I want to take care of her...
Both of them...
My two little bunnies.
It's cold, and the wind is
blowing hard,
beneath a mean grey sky.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is a repost of a poem for my friend, Dawn who passed away early last week.
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Comments8
having also lost a friend recently Thomas, I can more than the feel the pain here.
tho right now, I am not sober;
my heart is yours a while.
thinking of you both.
Thank you, brother.
A thoughtful write T.
TY
Life really sucks at times. So sorry you lost Dawn. I know you are hurting. Your words are tender, but pain filled.
Yes, it does. Thank you for stopping by.
Excellent write
Thank you.
You're welcome
Taking care of someone or something is a responsibility that many are not prepared to take. Nice write Thomas
Thank you.
A drama teacher for a Father seems ideal to me. Trumps cold and windy. Good job.
Thanks.
Very good words Thad in honour of your friend.
Andy
Thank you.
Dearest Thomas, sending so much love and hugs to you, I'm deeply saddened to hear she is gone. 🌹 Absolutely beautiful poem. So very vulnerable and fragile.💙
Thank you, sweet Teddy.
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