Untitled (For Claire)

December 26, 2008

Untitled (For Claire)

The glass on which

you sipped your favorite

mango pulp

stares at me.

your scent mocks me,

i here voices,a fading laughter-

am too distant.

A picture of us,

stabs me deeper than any blade-then

dips its fingers

into my wounds to make

the pain caused by your absence a REALITY.

Comments

Unknown said…

Thank you for sharing your wounded heart. Very moving

December 26, 2008 at 9:45 PM

The Activist said…

Hmmm the abscence, a Reality. So touching

December 27, 2008 at 12:22 AM

The Activist said…

Happy boxing day

December 27, 2008 at 12:23 AM

Jackie E. said…

Oooweee, that's good! I literally could feel the pain and anguish. Made me have a flashback for a second to a time that I'd rather NOT remember, lol! Oh well, thank goodness that time heals all wounds. Hope you had a Merry Christmas and Happy and Blessed New Year.

December 27, 2008 at 12:32 AM

Poetry in the Global Box said…

You have artfully expressed how the heart feels at a loss. You are truly a talented person. Thanks for your poetry -- the world is a better place because of beautiful words like your own.

December 27, 2008 at 4:45 AM

deonte' k said…

Wow, ur writing is so powerful buddy. Thanks 4 sharing.

December 27, 2008 at 7:48 AM

Anonymous said…

wow...im feeling you most times. The absence of one is so painful.....

how are you?

December 27, 2008 at 12:30 PM

Robyn.K.Y said…

you literally i was goin to delete this poem,,i undermined it dint think its good enuf.You guys are wonderful analysits

December 27, 2008 at 9:26 PM

Robyn.K.Y said…

@kinshar am veryfine thank you
@deonte'k your welcome

December 27, 2008 at 9:28 PM

Anonymous said…

the depth you go to explain her absence is breath taking.she should be proud.lol

December 27, 2008 at 11:27 PM

Princess said…

Poignant, this.
Was your Christmas good? :)

December 28, 2008 at 12:19 AM

Robyn.K.Y said…

@princess amazingly it was memorable.how was yours?
@david santos thanks happy new year

December 28, 2008 at 5:22 PM

Unknown said…

this is a GREAT piece

December 28, 2008 at 6:29 PM

Princess said…

Well, let's just say for memorable Christmases, this one was way up there! :)

December 28, 2008 at 9:26 PM

Unknown said…

Wow. This is good.
Well, not good but deep.
I love the expression of pain.

I do hope that the pain does soften.

December 28, 2008 at 10:01 PM

Robyn.K.Y said…

@The True Urban Queen aka Sharon hope it does too.Thanks

December 28, 2008 at 11:14 PM

Anonymous said…

This is moving but teach me how to write

December 29, 2008 at 2:48 PM

Ugandan girl said…

This is so beautifully written..Its harder in the holidays..Hope you had a good christmas..Happy new year..

December 29, 2008 at 3:18 PM

Jennifer A. said…

Wounds, stabbed again! *sigh*

December 29, 2008 at 5:02 PM

Robyn.K.Y said…

@jaycee well wat do you know.

December 29, 2008 at 6:15 PM

Anonymous said…

i feel the pain.

December 29, 2008 at 7:21 PM

SilverBow said…

hey, so i need to know; this stuff is it always fiction or true. i dont want to be wasting my emotions feeling sorry for and with you on fiction. if this is real, i would say; take heart looking forward to the time when yoy will look on all these things, talk about her with out a single tear even in your heart. the time does come.

if its fiction, oh well, there's no way you can express this this well if you havent gone thru it, right?

December 29, 2008 at 8:04 PM

Robyn.K.Y said…

@SilverBow well i am a journal kinda writer and each phase of my life is recorded with time a poem jumps out an embraces me,,,so true. Verses of my life

December 29, 2008 at 8:29 PM