GoodBye Jesse’s Girl
Goodbye Jesse’s Girl
My brother died on a Thursday just as the year
Came to a close. I wasn’t there although I
Tried, speed and snow don’t mix. I didn’t
Recognize him, lying so still. But the
Tears of my father, nephew, friend
Convince me of the truth.
Hugs cannot comfort now.
Only time heals
The heartbroken
Soul.
I
Wear Jesse’s
Girl and am
Reminded of the last
Time I saw him alive.
Smiling, watching a ballgame, calling me
“Brat” acceptance, in his words I don’t
want to hear. The music loud, blocking reality
Hearing muted. A dream fulfilled nearly forgetting all else.
Unwanted thoughts intrude until the screaming beat drowns them out.
I don’t write poetry often but these words bubbled out of me. My brother’s 51st birthday would have been yesterday and I struggled with thoughts of him all day. This poem is one way that I remember him.
6 Comments
Ros
What a sweet tribute! Anniversaries like this are so hard.
AC Hoekwater
Absolutely. Thank you.
Antonia Malvino
Beautiful poem but such a sad subject. I can’t imagine how you cope with this. He looks like such a nice guy.
AC Hoekwater
Thank you.
Ineke Kruger
Heartbreaking but a well-written poem. Sorry to hear of the passing. 51 is still young! I scrap 2
AC Hoekwater
Thank you.