Like Silver Spoons (Poem)

A poem about life, death and the strength to travel in between. Originally published by Seizure, 12 February 2015, online here.

Like Silver Spoons

a friend of mine is dying
ever since I’ve known her
not the abstract way we are
each day we live one less we will
her death’s an unwanted lover
telling her she has to travel
a road of agony and isolation
she’ll want him in the end

my granddad’s body was stubborn
when I flew to London he wept
this is it he said as he held me
though he held on a decade more
we’d sit listening to country music
occasionally he saw a ghost pass
echoes walking through his house
I held his hand and said I saw them too

my friend barely moves for days
dragged to the edge alone in bed
counting strength like silver spoons
enough today to wake and eat
maybe tomorrow a couple more
to go out and meet a friend
all these precious moments
each one closer to the last


for Charli.

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