After I Am Gone

After I Am Gone

A Poem by Neo

After I am gone

he’ll sit there on a Sunday night,

controller in hand,

wondering which games he can play that won’t remind him of me.

 

After I am gone,

she will throw away half of her recipe box,

her books,

her aprons,

and she won’t buy chocolate anymore,

but keep the peanut butter in the fridge

on the off-chance that I might come back.

 

After I am gone

the two of them will climb the mountain every year,

first to scatter me to the wind,

and then to image that every single speck of dust they see

might just be my ashes.

 

And after I am gone,

whenever that happens,

he will pick up his phone

and almost be relieved to find

not a single text from me.

© 2015 Neo


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Author's Note

Neo
I was feeling really inspired tonight. This was a super-quick write, still really raw.

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An interesting and nice poem. Thank you for sharing...

Posted 9 Years Ago


This was organized and neat ,yet at the same time it felt so natural and raw

Posted 9 Years Ago


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JC
to me the raw, quick emotion at the instant its there makes for the best works...i am there and lost in your introspection of death and the reality you assume but frustratingly will never know.

Posted 9 Years Ago


This was a delicate piece yet it was strong and made a point. Great write!

Posted 9 Years Ago


awesome! I can totally understand where this is coming from and it flows very well.

Posted 10 Years Ago


first to scatter me to the wind,
and then to image that every single speck of dust they see
might just be my ashes.
Very nice poetry with lots of emotions. I love this very much. thanks.

Posted 10 Years Ago


ilike your writhing. nice work that is great of your skill.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Tim
Clear and precisely written. A pleasure to read although sad too.
100/100

Posted 10 Years Ago


This really made me ponder. Most often, we don't think about the effects we'll have on other people once our time here is over. This is a beautiful, and interesting poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago


It has some bite... and hints to a backstory. An aftertaste to me of self-justifying...

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on November 15, 2013
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Neo
Neo

Cabot Cove, ME



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