Friday, August 25, 2006

Cross Roads


Mourning.
We followed you from the church
that long afternoon,
past the salute,
down the winding river road
to the stone-capped hillside.

Thinking.
There should be sables and plumes,
a requiem of horses in silver harness,
a gun-carriage,
an empty saddle with boots reversed,
for this man.

Sorrowing.
White wings swept from the roadside,
soaring skyward into the sun.
Who shall say?
Who can explain these things?
But we were comforted.

22 comments:

Erik Ivan James said...

This is a wonderful tribute, Bernita.

Bernita said...

Thank you.
He was a lovely man, Erik.
And I loved him.

James Goodman said...

Oh, that was just lovely, Bernita. a great tribute indeed.

Scott said...

That was beautiful Bernita. Sorry for your loss.

Bhaswati said...

Who shall say?
Who can explain these things?


It's the inexplicable nature of death and loss that makes it all the more painful.

Beautifully written, Bernita.

Bernita said...

Thank you, James.

Thank you, Scott. An old ache. We have all had our losses.

Thank you, Bhaswati. All the more painful when death comes unannounced in the middle of a sun-lit day.

December Quinn said...

That brought tears to my eyes, Bernita. Just beautiful.

He must have been very special indeed for you to love him that much, which makes his loss a loss for us all.

Ric said...

Lovely,

my condolences.

S. W. Vaughn said...

Just beautiful. So poetic.

Jen said...

Bernita, that was beautiful. I wish I had the same gift with words that you do. This made me think of my father's death and the sorrow I still feel sometimes even though it's been four years.
Thank you for sharing this.

Bernita said...

December, thank you. He was a good and decent man.

Thank you, Ric. Old sorrows surface when summer ends.

Thank you, Sonya.Poems sometimes are, sometimes aren't.

Jen, I'm sure you have a gift beyond mine, but thank you. Memory waits in ambush no matter the years.

Kimber An said...

Beautiful. You have a gift!

kmfrontain said...

It was beautiful, Bernita.

Bonnie Calhoun said...

That was beautiful Bernita, such a beautiful tribute. It is ironic that I will always remember the name of this poem...it's also the name of my church...Crossroads!

Bernita said...

Kimber, thank you. All who post here have a gift.

Thank you, Karen, Bonnie.
A good name for a church, indeed, Bonnie.

MissWrite said...

Truly beautiful, Bernice. I'm sorry for your loss. Hugs, Tami

M.E Ellis said...

Please consider sending Barry @ WCP some of your poetry? If you do, tell him I sent you his way.

Your poems are just so haunting, so little words, massive images. I got goosebumps and felt like crying loudly after reading this.

Your power with words is massive.

Bless you.

:o)

Bernita said...

Thank you, Tami.
All of us have had or will have such losses.
But he was a prince.

Oh, Michelle....thank you.
I think instead that you are the ideal reader who opens your heart to the words.
The best ones have been shared here. That probably disqualifies them.
I looked just now and could find no guidelines.

Rick said...

All too timely, since we lost my mother-in-law the day before yesterday. She was a grande dame, and made a good passing (she was 92), but she will greatly be missed.

Dave said...

Very good poem. Very well done.

Bernita said...

God keep her regal soul, Rick. My deepest sympathies to you and your wife.

Thank you,Dave. Very kind of you.

M.E Ellis said...

The poetry section has only just come back onto WCP. Is his email addy there? If it is, just send some his way! If not, get hold of me and I'll pass you his email addy.

:o)