Week 36 words from @bsingamchow: natural, fluids, reminds, ambiguous and glitter.
There's a trigger warning for this week's poem around the theme of death.
his eyes are glazed, staring at nothing
the fluids leak from his small furry body
wrapped in a towel and held in loving arms
while we laugh and weep and tell stories
the primal howl, eerie and haunted
five minutes before he dies
a last effort from his body
to cling to life and to us
his natural death reminds us
of frailty and inevitablity
while we cling, ambiguous
to all the glitter
falling from our eyes
Here are the words and my poem for the thirty-sixth week of the 2019 Poetry Challenge.
I wasn't sure about posting this poem. It deals with a mostly taboo topic in our culture - death. I'm not intending to offend or confront anyone with my words. However, I wanted to publish it because we don't talk about death. We don't know how to deal with death. We don't know how to explain it to our children. We don't know how to nurse the terminally ill or care for our selves in the sundering and the grieving. I don't have any answers, all I have is my experience and this poem.
If you want to join the 2019 Poetry Challenge, head on over to my Instagram account (@indraniperera) where I post the words for the week on Mondays (mostly) in my story. Write a poem and post it. Be sure to tag me and use the hashtags #2019poetrychallenge and #livepoetsclub. If you're not on Instagram, post your finished poem in the comments below so we can all read your masterpiece.
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