December 3

For Da

Poetry

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Hello everyone;

I did say "haphazardly" participating in the April PAD Challenge. This is why day one is being posted after day two.
Day 1  prompt of "write an optimistic poem"

Not Dead Yet, Me


Is it really such a tragedy

that my sentences are raggedy

words tread together by similarity?

The conversation is still defiantly

expressions of me.


Is it really such a travesty 

that I wander aimlessly?

When I can travel through time so easily

…our life history

…a life lived outrageously.


Is it really such a disparity

that I have forgotten the melody

of your name? Still there’s some clarity….

I know the feelings of family

and passions intensity. 


Is it really such an indignity

that something once familiar is now a novelty.

Or that simple tasks escape me.

I still dance to life’s jamboree

and sing majestically.

Is it really such a finality

even as I become more absentee?

There is plenty of life in my legacy.

Don’t bother writing my eulogy,

when there’s still time to create a memory.

©2024 Delaina Miller

For Da

Five years ago today
you left this earth,
this dimension,
physically…gone,
you, we cannot see.

Yet your voice echoes
in our minds, your love,
in our hearts;
your passions deposited
in the souls of your children.

To this day a song
sung with barbershop flare,
from some musical we watched,
or just one you loved,
reminds me of you and what we share.

A saying you had
“If the truth be told”
found in a store,
a board game now,
I almost bought…

Your life evident in:
the ripples you left behind,
the song in my heart,
your seven kids, seven grandkids,
and there is more.

Though cancer took you,
early, from our arms,
love is where it all began, and
love for you will never end.


About the author

Creator of sounds. Poet on an energetic journey with words. Explorer of Frequencies.


 

Delaina J Miller

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  • Thank you Judi.
    I hope you are having fun at your new job, and that you had a good "Turkey Day."

  • Leigh and Golda thank you.

    Leigh – tell your Dad you love him often. I did not not tell my Dad enough. I just hope he knew before he was gone.

    Golda – I am so grateful that you fell for Jake and became a part of our family. I honestly cannot imagine how empty our lives would be without you.

    I love you both,
    Delaina

  • With tears in my eyes from reading your beautiful poem, i thank you for amazing expression of love and loss.

  • Unknown is me, by the way. I'll never get the hang of commenting, but I talk too much anyway! 😉

    –Leigh

  • Just beautiful, Delaina. Makes me want to hug my dad and rejoice in the fact that he's still with us. Can't imagine a day when that's not true. So, hugs to you, too.

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