Requiem for a Companion



Died October 31, 2012

I ache
shards of pain
from wicked wounds
you could heal,
but you’re gone.

I breathe
a stifled, painful breath,
waging war
against the grief
that you would comfort.

I fear
the silent presence of absence.
A wandering widow
condemned am I
to walk alone.

I grieve
your swift passing,
waiting and wanting
you back—
undone without you.

I know
the senseless pit of despair.
How water once waded
is mystery no more
but wets the same.

I cry