Saturday, July 9, 2011

Need Shade



We are going to the river
On the sunny north bank
It needs shade

Dad says it’s a good idea

I’m going to leave you there
And return for many visits
Even sitting in your cool shadow
With my great granddaughter
And talk about her mother’s
Mother …

… my mommy
And have a tea party
Like she did with me

Her ashes will help you grow
And protect us on the treeless side
Of the big-o-river wide
Where mommy fell asleep in her car
With a letter asking
Why

Were going to the river
On the sunny north bank
It needs some shade

12 comments:

Jingle said...

way to go.
you can write, you write superb experiences.

very dreamy and elegant imagery,
thanks for linking.

Daydreamertoo said...

Very deep and filled with a dark, underlying atmosphere.

ccchampagne said...

Gorgeous! Such an amazing mixture of hope and despair (well, that's what I read into it, in any case)! Loved it on so many levels!

Natasha said...

Henry...this is HEART BREAKING! I can see Mommy falling asleep in the car, not waking, being found...a neat and tidy little write, that absolutely brutalizes the reader as they ponder the depth of the words, the motivation. You tricked me with such a charming photo! As I've been seeing round the comments section FELT! Bravo, Encore, Brilliant!

abthomas said...

what a sad yet endearing write, enjoyed the flow!

abthomas said...

what a sad yet endearing write, enjoyed the flow!

donnakiser said...

There are no words that do this piece justice. Only a lived experience could expressed so authentically. Thank you for sharing this, and I'm glad I'm following your blog.
dk

WyomingDiva said...

Oh, I really liked this! Why, indeed.

mindlovemisery said...

Beautifully written, deep and sad enjoyed it very much

Christine said...

Sad but I can't help but feel hope too, that's why I like to read here.

MISH said...

Sad and poignant ... filled with unanswered questions ...

whenwordsescape said...

The way you capture a scene with words is masterful. What a beautiful poem, Henry.

~Paula

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