Stupid Raven
I know that my Redeemer lives
Be that as it may,
There's still this
Irritating
Black bird
Rapping on my chamber door
Incessantly reminding me
Of my loss
Grief is like an earthquake
At least mine has been
I knew it was likely to come
I thought i'd prepared
Yet when it arrived I was still
Shocked & overwhelmed
What's worse
Are the aftershocks
Never knowing when they'll come
Or how frequently
Or how hard each will be
Or how long they'll each last
I know you're better off
And in our Savior's arms
But you're not in my arms anymore
And I'm not in yours
I'm supposed to be on your shoulders
In the sun
Or slung over your shoulder
Asleep, too tired & too young
Depending on your stamina and strength and patience
But this fucking raven keeps visiting me
In my chamber
"No more, never more!"
Shut up
Stupid bird
Stupid melancholy
Stupid pain
Let me go
Rain, rain, go away
Come back again some other day
Maybe someday when it's easier to ignore you,
Work through you
See past you
Today, ...you're all I know
Ted Mallory
Ted Mallory
heart-breaking
ReplyDeletean experience that comes too soon for all of us
:-(
ReplyDeletei thought this was pretty powerful
self disclosure of raw emotion
using a poem my father would recite to us when we were kids
and some basic christian allusions as well
i've been thinking about a new montana blues song
someone's going to jail
someone is just gettin out
somone's just divorced
someone is marrying the wrong girl
someone is hopefully headin for recovery
someone is fightin it tooth and nail
someone is losin some money to a selfish son
someone is broke from gamblin
someone is nursin a broken body
the car was totaled
someone is nursing a terrible broken heart
and drinkin seems to be the existential antidote
godam raven
;)
thanks for reading the poem
ReplyDeletei had to look at it again
sometimes thievery suffers from sloppiness
a little light helps for clarity
> * <
I read the poem as being the poet's response to the death of his father
ReplyDeleteI like your blues song idea
: - )
ReplyDeleteit occurs to me that your reading of the poem is right on
i was thinking of a love gone bad
but it makes more sense
when we consider the middle verses
that someone is mourning his father
yr grt
jh!