A Father's Day Elegy for a Dead Dad

Kevin Michael Bloor

Upon the season’s sultry breeze

The lilac wastes her perfumed breath

While sunlight streams through trembling trees

To light the land of midnight death

 

The swallows sigh upon the wing

The swift and song thrush sing so soft

As eagle, on his throne, as king

Above the clouds soars safe aloft

 

And I, an orphan, dare to dream

Though I am quintessential dust

Beneath the sky I vainly scheme

To turn the tide of doubt to trust

 

But oh, my father, where are you

On this sad summer’s soulless day?

From bones now cold and steely blue

Does soul of yours still pine away?

 

Beside your long-neglected grave

I stand all statuesque and stare

As glimmer of the life you gave

Pours through my veins like pagan’s prayer

  • Author: Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 17th, 2018 05:54
  • Comment from author about the poem: For my late father on father's day. RIP
  • Category: Family
  • Views: 284
  • Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
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  • Laura🌻

    Blue-eyed Bolla,
    A wonderful heartfelt elegy for your dad! May he Rest In Peace along with mine!
    A beautiful read!

    ~Laura~



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