Sunday, November 16, 2008

courage

to wake this day
knowing the flood of memories
saps my courage
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
i miss you, daddy.
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one single impression

15 comments:

zoya gautam said...

"i miss you, daddy"-
a complete poem in itself -this one line_and all the lines together make a soft,loving poem..thanks for this..

SandyCarlson said...

That sure does take courage. I feel for you in your grief. "I miss you, daddy" stole my heart.

Deborah Godin said...

What an open-hearted poem - that's courage!

Sue said...

evocative -- "this day" -- suggests several things, a recent loss, the anniversary of a loss, or just simply the daily struggle for live following a major loss.

lissa said...

putting your heart out and letting the moments pass in their subtle ways, well put

anthonynorth said...

So few words, but so poignant. A tribute in itself.

Beth P. said...

ah...yes, the missing part. Thank you for the longing-ness of this poem, qualcosa...you are a lovely one.

Quiet Paths said...

This is a tough one for me to read but you inspire with your courage. Putting one's feet on the floor .... and taking a step. Thank you and peace to you and yours.

fourwindshaiga said...

Lovely poem. Hugs.

Edward S Gault said...

My Condolences.
Dealing with the loss of a loved certainly takes courage,and you shouldn't have to do it alone...know that our thoughts and prayers are with you.

paisley said...

i know exactly of what you speak...

tumblewords said...

Facing loss is surely an act of courage. This one brings tears - I know the sorrow.

Jim said...

Ms. di Bello, this one is most touching. Mrs. Jim's father died when she was seven, he was also 'Daddy' to her. Every year now (almost 60) she has memories both the of the day of his death and then his birthday.
One expects elderly parents to die, our other three have within the last ten years. But those memories have fulfillment where the younger loss never does.

Your poem would also have similar meaning to a younger mother whose husband has died or left. I'm sure you had one of these in mind. May God bless you, and the children if it was a spouse.

Thank you for your encouragemnet, my sister still remembers those times. I send her cartoons when I find them of the monster under the bed. That will be a future letter to Dr. Jim (when I'm in the mood).
I tend to write what I know or fantasize about. I think you do also.
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Geraldine said...

Sending a big hug your way. What a touching tribute to your dad.

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gautami tripathy said...

I am touched..



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