Sixth Elegy

I can write no dulcet sonnet
I can sing no ballad smooth
I can play no tune of mischief
You were taken in your youth

I can dance no happy tango
I can't hustle I can't twist
I won't mimic MJ's moonwalk
Where no longer you exist

I can't swim the English Channel
I can't climb McKinley's peak
Since you died my hopes are rubble
I've been crying for a week

I will hoist no glass of Guinness
I'll abstain from Maker's Mark
I'll put down the gin martini
No more nightcaps after dark

Shining soul you've gone to heaven
Leaving earth a mournful hell
I won't see you in September
When we'll meet I cannot tell

Now I stumble through a planet
Where the evidence of you
Has contracted to the memories

In my heart so bruised and blue


You were sunlight you were fire
You were Holy Eucharist
You were Irish Catholic Boston
Yours the freckled cheek I kissed

You were someone else's girlfriend
But from Day One we just clicked
You were there for all my troubles
But this worst who could predict

In the spring you had a backache
Then they told you what it was
And you fought until you couldn't
I ask why there's no because

I can't rouse you from your coffin
I can't raise you from the dust
I can't get your stopped pulse beating
I protest because I must

Can't you call me up or text me
Give some solace through the phone
I ride crowded Cambridge buses
But I'm horribly alone

Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-08-16 at 10:21

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I can feel for you, Tom. Hope you'll overcome the grief out of bereavement soon.

Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
Definitely feel the grief in this remarkable poem.
"You were sunlight you were fire
You were Holy Eucharist
You were Irish Catholic Boston
Yours the freckled cheek I kissed"

She was all and she's gone. My deepest condolences, and really, believe it or not, time will make it easier to bear--but not forget. I do mean lots of time.

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
My most sincere condolences Thomas. Your grief is palpable.

"I protest because I must"
Such a powerful and heart breaking elegy. Hope you'll be alright.
My heart goes out to you and this.