I said goodbye today….
saying for months
what I’d been trying to say
Alone in the throng
staring down at the hole
they had laid you upon
I remember
the laughter
and the joy that we shared
I remember
the promise
that we made on a dare
“Never
to end up like this,”
we had taken the same vow
Each
empowering the other
to end it before now
I could not
pull that plug
or flush down that drain
The guilt
hanging heavy,
the memory left stained
I hope
you now see me
from a much better place
And take pity
on my failing
my one great disgrace
The backhoe
is coming,
the mourners have gone
Please forgive me
I beg,
I’ll be with you before long
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)
Prison Of Time
She wrote into my dreams
the first line of a nightmare
And I can no longer sleep
in fear of the next line
She ran away with all hope
that one line to haunt me
Each new second an hour
—in this prison called time
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: February 25th, 2018 11:39
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Comments5
Sad and regretful, touching on something not many people want to talk about. Maybe because of fear? Of fear of failing? An incredible poem that makes me question myself. What would I do? Would I be strong enough to hold my promise?
Kurt, this poem is a lot deeper than it looks.
Thanks Fred. I buried my best friend of 49 years yesterday. We had both made that promise. He died a long and terrible death from cancer, but his wife was holding onto every day—even when he was comatose.
I'll forever wonder if he would have kept the promise if things had been reversed.
Kurt
Such a sad but beautiful write Kurt - your pen captures all the feelings of loss after battling with the scourge of cancer. My condolences to yourself and to your friend's family.
Thanks Fay. I appreciate the condolences.
Kurt
Kurt,
This is too relatable! I’ve attended too many funerals of young and old! Cancer doesn’t discriminate! It’s a horrible disease to deal with! My heartfelt condolences for the loss of your friend!
~Laura~
Thanks so much, Laura
Kurt
Cancer and any lingering death changes everyone around it........ when I think about being afraid of dying though I always remember the people I loved who have died and say to myself "if they can do it, so can I" ...... wherever they are is all right with me. Especially if it ended their anguish.
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