Memorial

[thisSUNhasntSET]

Memorial
by: Sophia DeMarco



I remember
You used to come out at night,
late, when the mist began to cover the green canvas.
Naked, you'd stretch out your contoured flesh,
caress my rocks and crevices.

I stood,
Your faithful cliff of refuge,
Silent but aware,
Mute but not deaf
To your every groan and whisper.
Secrets shared in breath and sighs.

For years,
You lay under the stars
And on my pebbled surface.
The wind blew over your exposed body;
OH! With what strength you held my breast.
And I held you.

Now I,
Your stone and ever graven mass,
I lodge above your ashen head.
And my cuts tell of your beginning and end.
But they can't tell of the passion,
The secrets never revealed.

I weep
As the deluge engulfs my cracking sobs.
Forever you'll lay six feet below.
Out of reach.
I, your once-closest haven
Cannot touch you,though never I leave.

I sing,
Though nobody listens.
The melody melts into the soil,
Anointing your stagnant sepulcher.
Your animation born through me-
Bearing your testament,
Bearing your soul.

"Mi alma ellos se preocuparon no para;
Sólo las rocas escucharían,
Y lance un grito realmente."

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My soul they cared for not;
Only the rocks would listen,
And do cry out.

[PrinceMyshkin]

What eloquence! What deep-hearted sorrow and grieving! If this is your first poem here, as I think it is, I hope there will be more. (Thank you for providing the translation.)

[thisSUNhasntSET]

Thank you for the kind comment. Yes, it is my first poem on here. I have posted a short story as well. I hope to post more poetry soon! Thank you again. =)

[Buh4Bee]

I truly enjoyed this. I feel the deep pain and loss that this person's death has caused you. You articulate your deep love beautifully.

[lallison]

Hauntingly beautiful and sad! A very thoughtful piece of poetry. You inspired me, thanks for touching upon a theme that occupies my mind so often.