We loved you all
Ive seen the smiling beautiful faces of precious youth
Taking fear and horror by its loathsome breath
Who washed themselves clean of its stain
With nothing more then countless courage
And disdainful acts of random kindness.
Ive seen the happy gentle porcelain faces of our very best
The ordinary made extraordinary by the casually vile
Who stared into the face of blackened depths
With the unblinking carefree eyes of seraphim
And beheld the ultimate darkest thief of time.
Ive seen the swirling massed energies of life
Throw down and trample the cancerous filth
Who danced a polka of love versus hate
On casually cast low fat feet and legs
Made thin by the creeping crapulous march of sarcomas.
Ive seen the decent divest and devolve into darkness
Then return with hearts fists raised and bloodied
Who then turned to fight, flimsy, but fathomless in bravery
Bravery boundless and countless in hurled handfuls of humility
Throwing left hooks of humanity and right hooks of honour.
I’ve seen Princesses and paupers, Princes and Kings
All join in love for the bedraggled unbeaten battling child
Who have fast become love and turned wonderful champion
In a war of mindless molecules and bastardised chromosomic beauty
Reaching with loving arms across deserts and mountains, oceans and seas.
Ive seen the casual causality of cancers insidious intrusion
Fought by the clinical caring chemotherapeutic insertions
Whose hosts hungry for freedom and fancy
Tethered to multi coloured pipes full of hope and horror
Piped at one time with purpose and time to kill.
Ive seen the hairless faces of beatific paleness
Smiling the loving smile known only by the loved
Who I’ve seen lift lost and lonely scared parenthood
By the scruff of the failure of tenuous fearful torment
Turning heads and hearts from tremulous terrors.
Ive seen the shared love of hearts shattering shared fears
Bonding the bold and the bloodied, broken but unbending
Who I’ve seen battered and beaten but unbowed
Dragged howling and kicking into peaceful postures
More powerful then all the angers of hate.
Ive seen power and strength enough to change the world
Brought to the front by human will and devotions endless compassion
Who’s heroes dress in cotton polyesters of blue, green and white
Faces awash with secret tears hearts heavy with hope and hidden anguish
While dispensing from the richest of loves deeply mined seams.
Ive seen brave caring people from the world of humanities finest
With massive hearts fists raised to defend their gentle charges
Who see with their souls more then they should and often not enough
A “Thank you” is misplaced misdirected misunderstood and unneeded
They say.
Ive seen families forged and bonded in shared sufferance
Hideous in concept but written with a strength to hold tight the levee
Who become a multitude of cradling helping loving hands
They wrap and enfold and enclose in empathy when the levee breaks its caress
And show boundless invocation of deity and devotion “en preiere”.
I’ve seen that gentle goodbye draw hate and anger like countless thunderstorms
Who’s crashing ranting wrested hearts from bodies
Ripping minds from the world to dark places of horror and fear
Pungent hateful places of boundless pain and shambolic distress
Places that trap and take hold in a foul embrace.
Ive seen the last perfect smile.
Depthless disaster tearing the heart mind and soul.
Who’s gentle goodbye brought such howls of pain
Reaching out with hollow eyed tattered tendrils
Never to be quieted by mortal minds tearful inadequate bindings
I’ve seen at the end all thats left is minds pictures calmness
Who’s pictures painted with measureless care,
Pictures of love and devotion, to balance not supplicate
Pictures that can still be dragged into dark dormant depths
Unsurpassable emotions of family Beauty and virtuous Love.
“Goodbye we loved you” is the final refrain
Who’s inadequate sentence is barely farewell
But “we loved you” is and will always be our final greeting
As we meet you on mindful paths of remembrance
And final footfalls of loss.
“We loved you”
All of you.
raypool
Sun 27th Jan 2019 23:04
This poem is quite remarkable Phil. I recall your work from a while back, and seeing this is to me like a beacon in a darkly oppressive scenario. We need more quality like this at the moment, so thank you for raising my spirit at least.
May I just say that is often the habit of some to appear to conjure up poetic effects without soul , but you have illustrated the art in its finest form.
Ray