Saturday, August 23, 2014

with a nod to Poe









               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
















5 comments:

  1. heart-breaking

    an experience that comes too soon for all of us

    :-(

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  2. i 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


    ;)










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  3. thanks for reading the poem
    i had to look at it again
    sometimes thievery suffers from sloppiness

    a little light helps for clarity


    > * <

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  4. I read the poem as being the poet's response to the death of his father

    I like your blues song idea
    : - )

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  5. it 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!





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