My
words taste of you,
singing
your scent into my dreams
until
my all is you and me
again.
Last
spring, I rained
morning
after morning…
and
at night
summer
scorched your absence
into
my skin.
I
await the fall,
when
October thins
all
barriers,
and
you can feel me, still
loving you through the veil.
“Til Death We Do Part”, by Michelle Kennedy
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written for anyone whose love was claimed by death too soon. On Halloween, the
veil between life and death is at its thinnest. So, reach out… remind them that
your love will never die.
- for Poets and Storytellers United--Friday Writings #100: El Día de Muertos.
summer scorched your absence
ReplyDeleteinto my skin ... wow.. that is so beautiful and sad. We don't have a common 'day of the dead" here but individual death anniversaries are marked by several religious rituals by those who practice.
Wow! How wonderfully you've expressed it! A stunning poem, Magaly, which captures the feeling so well.
ReplyDeleteLoving through the veil is such a flawless analogy … sometimes the veil is thin, sometimes thick.
ReplyDeleteOh, that thin vail becomes so transparent, on occasion. I think your words 'see' through it so well. ♥
ReplyDeleteOops -- veil, of course, sorry fingers have a will of their own at time, and eyes don't spot it soon enough. :-)
DeleteMy friend's partner died in June. They had been together for 35 years. Her widow is making that difficult adjustment to life alone.
ReplyDeleteTrue love survives!
ReplyDelete"when October thins all barriers, and you can feel me"
ReplyDeleteI love this thought. It feels right.
This is debi - I need to work on this glitch
DeleteLoving through the veil...Your grandmother will always be with you...she will look after you.
ReplyDeleteI pay tribute to the man I married in my 40s, the love of my "adulted" life .... who passed away on October 4th after a valiant battle with cancer. Our marriage lasted a decade, my love never waned. Your post is beautiful, Magaly.
ReplyDeleteExcellent - the imagery captures the spirit of this hallowed day!
ReplyDeleteVery nice words ... thank you.
ReplyDeleteAll the best Jan
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I got a chill at the ending when I really got it. Love the lines: summer scorched your absence into my skin.
ReplyDelete"singing your scent into my dreams"
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely line, as is the rest of this intriguing poem.