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Thursday, May 10, 2018

Without You


Your absence is loud.
It echos through my being,
it tears through my heart.
Ten years,
I have walked thousands of days
and nights without you
by my side.
How?
How have I navigated the storms
life presented?
How did I hold onto small things that
you would have seen large,
the way only you could see,
and feel my soul
through the sweet and sour.
Days,
months,
years.
You missed the constellations
in my boys eyes,
the miracle of my grandson
with your middle name
and your smile.
I don't know how
that grief morphs through
months and years.
Then,
in a moment,
a sound,
a smell,
evokes memories of home.
I see you in my poetry,
in my brilliant boys,
in kindness within me.
A kindness I learned from you.
Your legacy is alive.
Your legacy as big as
you will always be to me.

38 comments:

  1. Oh, Ayala. I am sorry for your loss. These lines in particular resonated with me - xo

    "I don't know how
    that grief morphs through
    months and years.
    Then,
    in a moment,
    a sound,
    a smell,
    evokes memories of home."

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  2. This is heartbreaking and beautiful and really reminded me of someone.. :'(

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  3. Will always live on with such words indeed.

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  4. "There is always a presence in the absence." I forgot who said that . Sartre, maybe?
    ZQ

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  5. This is truly heart wrenching, Ayala. I am going to assume it must be written about your mother. One's mother is missed forever, and your poem expresses it SO well.

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    1. I actually wrote it for my dad. I feel the same for her.

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  6. Your legacy is alive.
    Your legacy as big as
    you will always be to me.

    How nice to remember a loved one in all of the blessings shared together before. Great tribute ayala!


    Hank

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  7. This is so beautiful a tribute, Ayala, to a figure larger than life. Sad that he didnt meet your grandson....wonderful that you see him in your grandson's eyes..............you had such a wonderful parent.

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  8. A poignant and beautiful piece - tenderly drawn.

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  9. Ayala...10 years/10mins...there's no difference. I love your trip down memory lane. A lovely tribute.

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  10. An absence that you are always reminded of... so sad. Especially the scents and the constellations in the eyes of your boys.

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  11. This is so sweet...deep and intense...loved the pic too!

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  12. It is a a loss for all times. The loss of our Mothers...your poem has said it beautifully. My Mo died 2012, and I miss her everyday. Though I see much ofher in myself.

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  13. I am so sorry for your loss, Ayala. This is a beautiful poem!

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    much love...

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  15. "I see you in my poetry,
    in my brilliant boys,
    in kindness within me."

    Here, for me is where the memory, really comes alive.

    much love...

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  16. Sorry for your loss Ayala... am so happy the memories live on through the younger generations.

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  17. 'You missed the constellations
    in my boys eyes,'

    What a gorgeous image! Beautiful tribute.

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  18. The opening lines set the tone for the poem, which is full of sadness. I especially love the lines:
    'How did I hold onto small things that
    you would have seen large,
    the way only you could see,
    and feel my soul
    through the sweet and sour';
    'You missed the constellations
    in my boys eyes';
    and
    'I see you in my poetry,
    in my brilliant boys,
    in kindness within me'.

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  19. What a beautiful tribute, Ayala. Your boys and grandchildren will know him through you.

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