- Non-Erotic Poetry
- on the death of my wife...
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Click hereOn the Death of my wife
of thirty-six years
three months
and seven days
After so many years,
It was sudden.
The doctors knew why,
but not the why of the why.
Routine admission,
routine treatment;
a coma,
four days in ICU,
and she was gone.
Ironically,
the first song I heard
on the radio–
How Can I Live
Without You? ('s TRUTH!!)
That was ninety
days ago–
forever and
yesterday.
I don't can't believe it.
She is still here–
her clothes,
her books,
her jewelry,
her everything,
but her.
After thirty six years,
How can I live without her?
How can I go on?
One day hour minute second at a time.
But, God, it hurts.
It's hard, so hard
So fuckin'hard.
It's six months now.
I have emptied the house
of her physical traces,
but I can't erase
the memory
of her face.
She is still here–
her clothes are gone,
her books are gone,
her jewelry is gone,
her everything gone,
but her.
After thirty-six years
how do you go on?
Can I live without her?
Can I live with anyone else?
Oh, God, it hurts!
Still hurts so bad!
So goddamned bad.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 11 years agoThis is such a heartrending poem of love and loss. I offer my condolences and hope that time has lessened (but not erased, it will never erase) your pain and you have been able to remember her without so much pain. Peace go with you.
klosetp3rvalmost 12 years agoI didn't expect to read something so beautiful, and so sad here. It must have been hard to put that into words.
tazz317almost 12 years agoold habits are hard to let go of and impossible to forget. TK U MLJ LV NV
bruceacimover 13 years agoamazing...powerful...i just sat in silence for a few minutes to let it sink in...wow
