Memoriam
I was so sad today
to hear of your death.
I thought of it as my breath climbed
this hill and as my gaze filled
with a slice of stone
by the drive side, its face faceted with quartz
like a medal of valor.
I thought of it when I saw limbs caught
in the cruces of other limbs,
trees gathering
their fallen.
I feel sure you believed you would meet her
again,
that you’d gather her up
as when she was small,
that you’d laugh
as when she was almost
a young woman.
I saw you too
in the gatherings of leaves
from last fall,
wondering if I would ever catch their turn
into new earth,
that birth
of what’s left, that rebirth
of what has left.
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11th poem for April; for Hannah’s prompt on Real Toads to write of a walk in nature. Pic is mine as well as poem; all rights reserved.
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