Poetry written following the death of the author’s son to suicide.

Sun splits clouds

Diffuses storms.

Wild waves

Subside

Eventually.

Chasm divides

Between black

And white,

Betwixt day

And night.

Then

And now.

Before,

Happily,

And not after.

Since you’ve gone.

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  • Ronah Shouse on Jan 19, 2009

    Such a beautiful poem. I can’t even begin to understand the pain. I’m so sorry for your loss and continue to write as it is such great catharsis.

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