Two Less Guitars

There is a double ache in my heart
two precious poets I can read no more
they made signing on joyous
I am somber thinking about that closed door

EngV or Vic was a man of great intellect
a man of science but also a deep heart
I smile when I read his words to his love
yes he truly made a poem brilliant art

Gabriel and I messaged about everything
our perspectives always gelled
okay me maybe a tad bit more positive
with politics, he suggesting a system failed

They even vibed with each other making
me laugh being the less skilled on guitar
waxing about a trio of poets playing
in some quaint lounge in a bar

Saddened the most that I knew not
of their passings until many months later
so focused on education in this Covid Era
to that one thing that makes me a hater

Parents, aunts, and uncles that lost
battles with cancer, toughest of fights
I take comfort in knowing that via poetry
and those who loved not gone is the light

And since they lifted me up
during times when I was down
I hope to do the same for another
in that way their memories never will drown