I’ve been fiddling around with poetry a lot more these days because, for me, it’s a lot easier to write a poem and express myself than it is to write a story or in a journal. Over the next few weeks I imagine I’ll be producing quite a bit of it. Thanks in advance for reading!
In Honor of Your Tears When You Said Goodbye to Your Parents
For a long time I thought
it was easier to say goodbye
from the porch than to drive
away, but I was wrong.
And if I have ever
loved you, I will cry for an hour
after you go, maybe chant
your name as though you were some
exalted being. And if I have ever
loved you, I will lie
in the place that was your bed
and wish you were with me.
If I have ever loved you,
I will learn that staying behind
is the hardest thing we ever have to do.