12/22/2009

Oh Father


I saw your soul crumble


the untamed force


of pain


Each room in the house holds memories


ripping open the already wounded


her " I miss you" phone calls


pierces your heart


trying to find something of substance in her words


the gravity of past pulling her deeper into the darkness


to the place where she left us all


How can I help make you whole again


picking up the shattered pieces of your life


that sacred place is your own


and you hold the red stained pieces
holding them in your palm carefully
as fragile treasures of the past
desperately trying to make it as it once was


The lingering scent of her perfume


stings his nostrils


I cannot comprehend the love of forty years gone


The image of her burns in your dreams


going beyond reason in your mind


begging her to come home


How do I help you breathe


and I have not the heart to tell you


she will never come.


~Almighty Heidi


6 comments:

terri said...

wow........
beyond powerful, woman....

Shadow said...

such longing.... your writing is EXcellent!

Rolf said...

You are very powerful

I wish you a Merry Christmas

Greenfingers said...

Very beautiful with so much feeling.

Chuck Dilmore said...

you are
an intense
and beautiful Writer.

best Holiday wishes to you & yours, Heidi!
peace&love~
Chuck

Nurse Practitioner Sue said...

So sorry, Heidi. You have a gift; thanks for sharing it.