For a Brother that I Love(d)
I read this one, again
cast an eye at sylvan words
cast a stone at my own brother
threw it hard, chucked it quick
he loved me once, you know
Doubled up I find him more
aesthetic to my musings
Willing to lend an ear for me
yes, doubled over, spitting out teeth
cracked and jagged, I hate to hear him cry
He loved me once, I know
Oh, way back when ...
...I held his hand all the way to the market
barefoot, both of us, so young
Sacramento heat, considered a blessing
back then when he truly loved me
Found him more idealistic
far from being out of reach
We laughed, we did, us brothers
and in those single moments
I loved him, too, you know
So now I think with simple stones
crack the air with wristed-action
fling my worth and zip my affection
to show my deepest ardor
I love you more than ever, brother
I read this one, again, you see
eyed a stone and cast my hoard
for nowhere else could a single word
mean more than that damned stone
I threw
I love him, don't you know?
Richard, I am utterly taken with this very beautiful, poignant write, inked with expertise and skill. The repetition of 'I loved him, don't you know' which changes to 'I love him, don't you know' in the final line of the poem adds huge impact to your words and the effect they have on the reader. The love which once existed between both brothers, still exists and will always and forever exist, until one day you are both reunited once more, in Spirit. We all make mistakes in life, sometimes, it's too late when we realise that, but is it ever too late? I don't think so. Even if our loved one is in Spirit, they are still linked to us, through the love which we have for them and they forgive us without reservation of any kind. Hurting and being hurt, I think is part of life, Richard. Like the old song goes 'You always hurt the one you love, the one you shouldn't hurt at all', how true! Wonderful use of allegory and alliteration. I can feel the love for your dear brother as I read, warmth radiates from your words, as beautiful memories are recalled. An excellently inked poem, through which your heart flows warmly from your poetic pen. You paint a delightful picture of childhood days, innocence captured through excellent word choice in this wonderful piece. Thank you for sharing, Richard. God bless you and your dear brother always......
a poem like a parable, with great power to teach and to move, nightmute....
A precious piece of writing!
A heartfelt write with the deepest meaning well done.. Floreann
A beautiful write and heartfelt words to show the love of a brother. I know, I've been there and can really appreciate this writing. God Bless.
a nice and an expressive write.
A good write for a special companion. The biggest heartbreaks often seem to come from our most precious relationships.
I am not equal to commenting, in a sense, only capable of being a sister, nor having a sister to relate to either. It is one of the closest relationships seems to little me, too fit for such imagery and metaphors for that bond and deep heartache which inspired this half-intriguing tribute. Bittersweet and alluring, painful, potent. Excellent and thought-provoking.