Frank Prem

difficult departure

he did not flinch
when the smoke
rose up


did not move
when it passed
right through him


even though
his soul was touched
by taint
as the body burned


he did not flinch
but had the taste
of ashes
the corpse-touch
the corpse-grasp


even as
the body burned


he realized
he could feel his heart
erratic beating


realized after
how much he'd held on
to his breath


a little dizzy
he walked
from the remnant pyre


in a line
he walked
toward the river


palpitations still
in his chest
sweat beads
on his brow
rising up
within him


he did not stop
at the edge
of the water


he did not stop
as he walked


step by step
he descended
feeling the water rise


then slowly
he rubbed his skin
with water




  • Louis Gibbs

    This one was a bit hard for me to see through all the smoke. Abstract, I would say, as are many a good poem. It certainly reads well and holds one's attention ... the mark of a good poem. Kudos, Frank!

  • Goldfinch60

    Superb write, so very emotive.

  • orchidee

    A fine write Frank.

  • Tony36

    Well written and expressed

  • Fay Slimm.

    You tell a mystery story so well here Frank - - I could taste that smoky experience - - great stuff.

  • Frank Prem

    Thanks to all for reading and your comments. I appreciate them.

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