In Memory of a Friend
"He didn't seem like he was depressed and was always smiling. This is shocking" (Anon).
A bright autumn day
colors
crisp
sunlight flashing on the windows.
A clear day, blue with painted hues of leaf.
I stood strong and tall
in the breezy wind
and felt life once again
like great power
from my head flowing down through me.
With large strides
I passed over the fields
drinking fountains of expansive air.
And with the red sun playing on my head,
I burst through the door
but her face was bloodless white.
I stopped, and suddenly
the October air froze on my skin.
She searched my face
with a gaze of shiny wet cheeks
and spoke your name,
and this single word
had a weight
that said everything.
Sparks of fire enkindled my bones,
spreading all over and through me,
with warm rivers flowing out from my eyes.
And the sun flickered in the shadows.
--in memoriam, jp, +october 17, 2005
