Marigold Moon

yesterday is the full moon,
filling the empty window
of my grandfather’s room,
sliding down the gold clip
on his favourite fountain pen,
his dentures smiling wildly
in the silver glow;

yesterday is marigold fields,
stretching soft arms
towards the stream,
you and I, dark specks of pollen,
waiting in the orange sunset haze,
for the cover of butterfly wings,
for a chance to live;

yesterday is me, crumpled
on the smooth sheets of his bed,
the pillow smelling of his wrinkles,
the chair creaking in his voice,
sobbing with the bare walls,
where your shadow should have cried,
next to mine;

yesterday is the grit in my eye,
swimming in one swollen red tear,
while you soar
with newly petalled wings,
that moon,
now free to kiss
your yellow dusted lips;

yesterday is the blackened stain,
of leaked ink,
of words that never were;
yesterday is the russet fly-whisk,
moving over the last breath

of a present
that can never be.

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37 thoughts on “Marigold Moon

  1. Wow! Moon/marigold/Grandfather/butterfly/poem–all are blooms that open and fade. Such love to entwine them with tears, to notice even the reflections in the fountain pen. This is to me most exquisite: “yellow is the grit in my eye,
    swimming in one swollen red tear,
    while you soar
    with newly petalled wings,
    that moon,
    now free to kiss
    your yellow dusted lips;”
    (I see it all!)

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  2. First, I LOVE the title “Marigold Moon”. You mined deep emotion for this poem, and it is very beautiful to read, and envision………….loss, of your grandfather, and of the one you had counted on to be there, tinges the imagery with grief. Beautifully written. You made me remember the marigolds in my garden when my kids were young. I had already written a poem, but I might go back and try again. Smiles.

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  3. I really like the way you wrote this poem…beginning each stanza with ‘yesterday.’ You have worked your theme beautifully and effectively. Love ‘your shadow should have cried next to mine.’

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  4. Yesterday is so many things, and you have given us images of yesterday to ponder and, perhaps, to make our own. Thank you.

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