Thursday, November 11, 2010

At loss

my feelings are fighting
each one wanting to take their turn
they go from incredible sadness
to indescribable anger
i don't know what happened
or when it happened
but all i know is that you are gone
and so is your smile, your laughter,
your jokes, your warped humor
that I got
out of 40 hours a week, we laughed
for 35 of them
we charmed each other, hugged each other,
shared secrets w/each other
flirted w/each other, cooked for each other
you were a gentleman, a poet, & even though
your feared bugs, you would never harm them
we always said if the other one left
then the other one would leave
well you left, and I can't leave
but i'm glad we had a chance to laugh
for what would be the last time
before the onset of this
emotional friction.
In memory of Patrick Martin.
Sunday Scribbling word prompt: "friction"
Image: descendoarts

2 comments:

  1. Holding your hands from afar and sending you lots of positive vibes. Very touching tribute. one love, my friend. (Happy World Kindness Day)

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  2. I'm thinking of you dear friend. I've been where you are. I feel your pain. I'm here if you need me.

    Sharon

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