Departed

I have talked to the dead

Carried by spirits of the past,

they have wrapped me in a blanket,

with the warmth of understanding,

to see beyond my own eyes that blind me

I have entered the world of the departed

mourning memories of my old love, now slain

and have returned to where I had started

longing for Eurydice, to raise again

But if I could rewrite this childhood story

I would not trade memories for a happy ending

I would live in past moments of glory

before her heart and mind left me

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Memories are all important. As we age and lose more close friends and family, they are treasure. I wouldn’t trade my memories in for anything. Not even the unpleasant ones.

Chris

[Soren]

Thank you so much Chris, yes memories are, in the end, all we have. Whether good or bad is our choice and I choose to be happy.

[Ken Simm.]

Classic almost metaphysical poetry that brings the reader along with its flow and its thoughts.

[Soren]

Thank you Ken for the review and most kind words.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

This makes me remember all of the friends and family I have lost and appreciate the time I did have with them...knowing I will shuffle off this mortal coil in not too many years...hoping some may have a memory or two of me that they hold special.
I wouldn't trade the memories, either.
j.

[Soren]

Thank you Jacob I appreciate the review and understanding comments