Thursday

Perpetual

She dreams he is there and he is beautiful, a butterfly preserved, still twenty seven, still her love. Captured like a repeating video run, frozen in one moment, denying them the natural process of decay. Existing, intact and timeless inside that night world. A perpetual memory drenched in feeling so that every time she wakes she feels the wrench as she has to leave him all over again...

19 comments:

Val said...

It was a very moving experience to read this Singing. I lost someone, my husband to suicide, when he was 38. What I found interesting when reading this, was the woman seeing him when he was 27. When I recall Dave, I always see him when he was 25, not how he was later before he died. This is a deep and affecting piece of writing and I'm never disappointed when I come here to read. You are a special writer my dear. :)

Singer said...

Val, I really appreciate your comments and support, they mean a lot to me and I am so sorry if this has bought up things that hurt you. Much love to you dear lady. x

Left of Lost said...

I find that I often remember people as they were when they most affected my life, no matter how old they are now. A friend that I loved dearly died about 2 years ago unexpectedly. We had just reconnected via Myspace, and then he died. In my head, he will ALWAYS be that 15 year old boy with long hair, wanting eyes, and a voice full of longing. always.

Singer said...

Left of Lost, I think that is true that we remember them as they were when they most affected us, the memory gets frozen in time. So sorry about your friend.

Thanks very much for dropping in and leaving a comment, I always enjoy reading your posts. It is good to meet you.

Mary said...

A beautiful piece of writing. I agree with Left of Lost. We often remember people as they were at an earlier point in life. There are several people that it is that way for me.

theimaginativetraveler said...

You've spoken to a piece of the heart many of us have felt break at the loss of a loved one, and how often that loss is felt anew. Wonderfully written!

Rinkly Rimes said...

He is fortunate to be remembered with such vivid love.

Singer said...

Mary, imaginativetraveller and Rinkly Rimes - thanks very much for reading.

I would also like to apologise if you have commented here and your comment hasn't shown! I had a flurry of visitors after linking to thursday think tank and in my haste I inadvertantantly managed to delete some comments!

So sorry.

Thanks for visiting.

Singer x

Selma said...

This is heartwrenching. Time and the perpetual and memory all tied up together. A beautiful ache.

Singer said...

Selma, thank you. x

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

Singer,
A really lovely read, laden with emotion.

Retaining an image...

Best wishes,
Eileen

Singer said...

Thank you Eileen. :)

Dasuntoucha said...

Your words definitely linger...felt.

Judy Roney said...

This touches me deeply, Singer. I agree that we see those we love at the age they were when they left us. Beautiful poem.

Singer said...

Dasuntoucha...thank you.
(I love your name it sounds so wonderful said aloud.)



Judy Roney, thank you I appreciate your comment. ;)


I would like to thank everyone for visiting.

Singer.

Ellie said...

I can feel your pain; your words
are sharp and clear. I am sorry for your loss...Powerful and well written~

Singer said...

thanks for your comment Ellie. :)

gospelwriter said...

Oh, these dreams - I know how heart-wrenching it is to wake up and experience the leaving all over again, that nothing in the world can change. This is an awesome write - thank you!

Singer said...

gospelwriter, thanks very much for your words. :)