The Eclectic Pen - In Memorium


By: Marta J. (booksnob)   + 4 more  
Date Submitted: 12/2/2009
Last Updated: 5/20/2011
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 157
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  I speak to you on a morning in October
Far away/wayward daughter to fading mother
Love and guilt coursing through my veins in equal parts
How can I have strayed
A thousand miles and thirty years away
Now that your mind has atrophied
Time twisting in sweet disordered spirals
You still know my voice



I drive through a balmy October day
Loving you, sadness shadowing me
When I am suddenly distracted by fluttering clouds
A migration of monarch butterflies
Dancing lazily through the air en route to Mexico
Masses of orange and black
As disordered and fanciful as your mind
They will only come to rest when then they settle
On the bark of oyamel trees


I know that half of the butterflies will die
Before their springtime return to Canada
You too will be gone before the spring
Your dancing swirling mind will come to rest
With the monarchs left behind
You will remain there
In the warm air and bright colors
And send your love in fluttering clouds
That will transcend my shadowing sadness
Will I know your voice








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Kenjii H. (Daalmonette) - , - 12/3/2009 1:44 PM ET
Really very beautiful. Kind sadness and beautiful imagery.
Jesse (EddyKrueger) - 12/5/2009 6:55 PM ET
I'm glad to see you write again Marta. You have a knack for emotionally-driven poems. That's why I was so impressed by tha that one you wrote about your late father. Take care
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