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Earth Call

Today, I cry,
but my tears
do not fall on
the places where
I burn.
 
 
I cry and I burn
simultaneously
without
synchronicity
or harmony.
 
 
The birds take
to the skies,
animals try
outrun
fires and floods.
 
 
𝙄 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 your cries
of distress,
frustration,
anger.
 
 
𝙉𝙊𝙒! 𝙇𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚!
This is your
warning,
alone
you choose
the ending
 
 
𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝙈𝙀
a new beginning.

A moment

If I could have another day,
an hour, or even a moment
with you,

I wouldn’t waste the time,
telling you how much
I love you

how much you mean to me
I’d put down my book,
my phone,

and look into your eyes
in a way I’ve never looked
before

in a bid to see you
to know you,
to understand

to see not just the father
but the child that lives
within

to see the man you were
and the man that you wished 
to be

the worries that haunted you
the desires that drove you
to become

the son, the husband,
the friend and father
that you were.

 

Dad

You taught us to sail,

to capsize and come up

laughing

 

To climb and when we

reached the top

to aim higher

 

Your life mantra was

mind over matter

never complaining

 

Quiet and allergic

to small talk

a few pints

 

would loosen your tongue

the tales you told,

the life you lived

 

the things that could

have changed you

never did,

 

in everything and always

you remained steadfast

and true.

 

Love you, Dad

Rest in Peace.

 

© Niamh Corcoran

 

 

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