In Memoriam

now it’s forty

and there are no words

each one I reach for collapses

each memory dead ends


this anniversary is an excavation of memory

a miserable celebration of our past

that point in time when your future disappeared

into a dark wormhole


now, in this bitter today

we keep fragments of your passing

smiling at the rose-coloured glasses you wore

holding back a tear at the laughter you provoked

holding on to shadows in the middle of the night


I do not try to forgive myself the guilt

remembering the anger I felt

when you stood me up for lunch

not knowing you were morgued beyond appetite


an empty stage is all that’s left

holding echoes that no one hears

except those of us who loved you

which was everyone you touched



David Trudel         © 2014



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One response to “In Memoriam

  1. David, this is a very lovely poem. It is sad, profound and speaks to the heart. Thank you for sharing this with all of us.

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