The Widow

Chimera Poetry

jaroslaw datta

The veil settles over my hair as I take my place at the head of the mourners table
I am the balm for those seeking
a sign which releases them from their guilt
the questions they must ask to forget
my assurance that death can be tender in his touch
in his taking
is enough
the slow dance has ended
and the last rubble settles as the grave cools
the long winter
the long wait begins
and I
with gauzy eyes will sit by your side
and hold you in this half world
to mourn and mourn without release
to mold your memories into my trophy
my triumph
and all I need sacrifice
is your peace…

©jayetomas2014

*artwork by jaroslaw datta*

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About chimerapoet

I write. I write a lot. A. LOT. There are times I am half blind with a sentence ricocheting off the walls of my stupid, cant be shut off to save my life, brain. I am miserable until I get it down on paper. Punch it up a bit. Usually cross out half of it. And then breathe. Relax. Only to do it all again..... But I just thought that was me. How I am. Not a writer....noooo...not me. Writers are.....writing people. People Who Write. REALLY write. Write things that matter. All grown up very important things. Not.....me. I am just a scribbler of sorts. And I was/am content with that....if it's true, well then....a scribbler am I. Until the thought wormed its way in to my brain (the furtive sneaky bitch) that maybe...just maybe...that is writing. My style. My strange way. But....still writing. So here I am at the dance. Not sure I know any of the moves and the music is entirely mine. But.....only one way to find out. Would you care to join me?
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