Saturday, October 9, 2010

Elephant Memory

I haven't forgotten
though joyous events might cloud this day
that the phone rang
and his voice so kindly broke the news
how the tears welled
until my throat caught on each breath
ragged like your ending
torn so cruelly from those you loved
why my feet ran
wishing to be away from polite and controlled
to mourn alone

(RIP Karen, gone one year today)