As a budding writer, I have decided to use the blog to occasionally share some of my own work. This is one of the few poems I have written. I tend to prefer prose, but a couple of fellow writers have said they found this really powerful, so here goes. It is autobiographical - perhaps this is why it resonated with them.
CLEARED FOR DEPARTURE (MARCH 2009)
He supine, insignificant, on a white bed.
A thousand miles away,
I watch the clouds pass
And feel infinitely closer
Than when he sat beside me.
Absolute pronouncements,
“No daughter of mine”.
Wise monkey to a child of ten,
Cuts no ice with a grown woman.
No fond goodbye from Daddy’s little girl.
I arrive; he is gone.
Departed with jet speed.
Destination unknown.
What remains is a husk.
Simply combustible.
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