Poetry

Mnemosyne’s child

the long downpour that
never ends obscures my view
the foggy greyness
the misty coldness of the day
remain since you went away

in lieu of your memory-haunting face
the shade of emptiness now fills the space
mnemon upon mnemon loosens
untangles and drops like one yellowed leaf
after another in the spiraling apoptosis of fall

words no longer linger once you left
like memory’s child with a new toy
words do not stick together
so slippery they can not intertwist
leaving me in the void alone and bereft

with every loss there must be a gain
without your company
your warm nearness being gone
one feels the loss that is so obvious
it is so much harder to find the gain//

renato
tuesday 04 june 2013