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:
way to go.
you can write, you write superb experiences.
very dreamy and elegant imagery,
thanks for linking.
Very deep and filled with a dark, underlying atmosphere.
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!
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!
what a sad yet endearing write, enjoyed the flow!
what a sad yet endearing write, enjoyed the flow!
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
Oh, I really liked this! Why, indeed.
Beautifully written, deep and sad enjoyed it very much
Sad but I can't help but feel hope too, that's why I like to read here.
Sad and poignant ... filled with unanswered questions ...
The way you capture a scene with words is masterful. What a beautiful poem, Henry.
~Paula
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