Never Truly Apart
As I watch you dying, I hold fast to
The life we still now share together
As a loving husband and wife.
You are so much frailer now
Than on the day we wed,
Yet you are just as
Sweet and lovely.
We hold hands
Happy
Still.
The sentiments were already running through my head, and the prompt from Colleen M. Chesebro helped give me a structure. I have therefore put the thoughts into a reverse etheree form.
Padre
I’m sure many folks would say otherwise, because of her illness and lack of prognosis. But I say your wife is lucky. She has your love.
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The reverse form works so well with the lines becoming shorter and shorter, like a breath being more and more shallow.
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This reverse form works well with the dying breaths of your wife.
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The simplicity works so well here, Padre – capturing truth, tenderness and profundity of feeling too…. an interestingly achieved write for me – thank you…
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Sad, but lovely, tender and the form does enhance the message. Heart hugs go out to you and to your wife.
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thank you
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Achingly beautiful. The form works for what you have to say.
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This is deeply poignant!
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I like the last two lines.
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That moment, so touching and piercing to the heart.
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This poem certainly pulls at the heart strings. Beautiful words.
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Even death cannot overshadow the truth in your love or your courage to see it. Your bond is truly beautiful. Thank you for sharing this.
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Moving, touching, warm, gentle, and tenderly sad Padre — beautiful!
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