Soundless - NaPoWriMo Day #4 - a poem in tribute to lost loved ones

Soundless - NaPoWriMo Day #4 - a poem in tribute to lost loved ones

Every day I pay tribute, wordless,
and every day I absorb the noise.
I will do so for the rest of my days
until the streets are soundless
and until the sun weeps no more.
Until it's quiet beneath the trees
where the cerulean sinks into me.
Until the time lapse photography
morphs into a still life piece.
I rest in your quiet.
Between the pages, we sing.

I walk in slow motion
between the paused cars,
illuminated in red and white,
in blood and peace, in love and light.
I tip my hat to the hideaway
where a misunderstood creature
created his artwork
and waited for a daughter
that would never show.
I keep moving.

My legs are the only thing in motion,
the entire landscape before me on freeze,
feet inching closer to the gathering place
that we mourn, that we revere,
that exists only at your whim
and now only in our daydreams.

I touch the frozen aqua waves.
I sit on the motionless swing.
I sense the echoes of laughter, of love.

Creating worlds in your shadow,
I'll keep living, keep striving.
While all else is in limbo,
I'll play catch-up and clean-up.

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