Daily Archives: August 16, 2009

Visit a Dictionary

After browsing through the dictionary, I settled on the word “poetic” and meaning number 3:  suitable as a subject for poetry.  Today was a hard day, waking to the preparation for the unveiling ceremony of my mother’s marker.  Everything was essentially done; the marker in place, the twenty-five programs for the service I wrote neatly in a box by the door along with a bag of Pebbles from Jerusalem to leave as evidence of our visit to the graveside.  Flowers were purchased and we all loaded in the car to drive to the cemetery.  The day was thankfully not yet warm and the freeway was, for once, fast and easy.  The chairs were there along with yarmulkes.  We placed the flowers in water at both of my parent’s markers and chatted with close friends and family as they arrived.  The soft, comfortable settling in of familiar conversations with people I have known my entire life was a precursor to the ceremony consisting of poems well-loved and prayers said many times before.  We all took turns reading bits a pieces in order to avoid the inevitable stream of tears, or at least to ward it off for as long as possible.  Poetic.

The day was one that inspired poetry.

The truth is

you can’t go back

to the times when

we all shared the same city

and could drop in at a

moment’s notice.

Some have scattered

to other locals,

some have departed

to other dimensions,

and for those of us

who remain,

we miss the connection,

the hugs

and warm embraces of

those who know us

best.

The short reunions for

sad occasions

punctuate the empty

parenthesis dropped in

our life stories.

Poetic:  suitable as a subject for poetry.  The definition defines and describes the people waiting in the corners of my life.