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The Fiesta (from "The Island")
he must've been
eight hours dead when
I saw him
I identified the body and
they gave him to me
without asking
who I was
and I didn't know what to do
except not to cry
because he didn't
want me to cry
I should've been there
when they took him
I should've been
washing his body
I should've been
combing his hair
but now everything that
should've been
have already been
done in the little world
that was my mind
where I put up white
paper dolls and make
them dance
to the many voices that
speak to me
where I put up
fiesta buntings to
tell me where the wind
is coming from
and where I try
with all my strength
to keep the windows
open
how could I ever
say good-bye
Published 20th Jul 2014
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Anonymous
20th Jul 2014 6:16am
oh this is heart wrenching Fatima, i totally empathize with you on regrets, if only we could rewind time. It's beautifully written!!
20th Jul 2014 6:19am
Thank you Rina.
I choose to fast forward.
Where instead of saying goodbye
I say hello. :)
In the meantime, the fiesta
goes on in my mind ... :)
I choose to fast forward.
Where instead of saying goodbye
I say hello. :)
In the meantime, the fiesta
goes on in my mind ... :)
20th Jul 2014 4:38pm
21st Jul 2014 1:10am
21st Jul 2014 1:28am
don't know why I'm saying this, but
I was young, dad was downstairs
and I was in my room. I heard a
crash and wondered what he'd
dropped...I went down and he
was lying on the floor, and that's
how I remember him...I think your
way of expressing and dealing with
your loss is pretty special...
I was young, dad was downstairs
and I was in my room. I heard a
crash and wondered what he'd
dropped...I went down and he
was lying on the floor, and that's
how I remember him...I think your
way of expressing and dealing with
your loss is pretty special...
21st Jul 2014 5:23am
Empathy allows us to share the emotions of another person via our own experiences and emotions. I think it's very important, it is the first step to being able to care for another person.
How you remember your father at a young age is difficult. But we have gifts of poetry and art that can build the invisible bridges to 'moving on.'
Thank you, Paul, you make me smile. :)
How you remember your father at a young age is difficult. But we have gifts of poetry and art that can build the invisible bridges to 'moving on.'
Thank you, Paul, you make me smile. :)
20th Jul 2014 6:35pm
21st Jul 2014 1:10am
