A narrative poem inspired by a Vermeer painting. |
Reminiscence I stared at the words They appeared to be swirling together I tried to make sense of what I had just read It made my head hurt, my heart ache The word death jumped off the page Suffocating, crushing my lungs My dear husband was now gone, But all the while still with me My mind was a complete blank, A clean slate Except for his face His face was all that remained. It almost seemed to mock me, My memory, making a mockery of my heartache. Dinging bells And the long aisle Covered with roses I walked to his side Professed our love In the simplest of words I do. This recollection filled my mind Fully, completely A lovely string quartet Our first dance together As husband and wife Together forever But hopes are crushed, dreams shattered A baby’s first cry And tears streaming down our cheeks Tears of the most abundant joy For the life of a new individual He looked more handsome Than my eyes had ever witnessed He was a father Our hearts had in no way before Been as close, as that day But hopes are crushed and dreams shattered Reality ruins the essence of our perfect life We said goodbye And fought back the tears I knew I would forever cry Until his safe return I know now, my eyes will forever be filled With the greatest of tears The most sorrowful of tears A letter everyday A new promise A promise I looked forward to Reading those words, his words Filled me with the utmost hope Life could be better He would soon be by my side But hopes are crushed and dreams shattered Death will be the end of us all It is all too soon I see his eyes in the eyes of our son The curve of his mouth reflects his It is a comfort And endless torture To see him without his father Without my companion I am alone But my memory remains Forever instilled is his sweet face The one I will always cherish Continue to love Until I will perish and end this life I long to see him again I read the words again My breath again shallow More so than before I again am unable to make sense of it all My memory continues to be my only thought It comforts my pain, yet magnifies it Nothing can ease this pain Not even those others whom I love most dearly Only him, my only one He is the only one Nothing else, nothing Hopes are crushed and dreams shattered I am alone. |