POEM - My Grief for You

 

 

My grief for you

the eventual loss of the Us we have become

is boundless and deep.

 

The  images of a barren home

lived in by one of the Us.

populates and haunts prememory.

 

Dwell not in the past.

But better there then some imagined future

bereft and betwixt without and within

our love.

 

I struggle to pare

to sliver and trim and whack and cut

these blocks of words and letters

free of superfluousness 

down and down to essential meanings

but not shorn of elegance and beauty.

To be here now

and not in the future.

To not live in the past 

but to be here because of it.