It was December morn,
aboard the ferry to where I was born
It’s been ten years and I dreaded my return,
to my sweet, ancestral home.
Saltiness in the air,
I felt in my hair.
I used to long for this kind of journey,
childhood memories played back suddenly.
 
As the ferry docked at the pier,
people gathered everywhere...
long awaited services,
pesos for transports and carried baggages.
 
Small children, bare-naked,
swam around and waited.
For tossed coins they craved...
down at the cold bottom they braved...
 
The noise deaden my senses.
as the man counted the census...
off the boat I went.
Into the vehicle... thus, bereft.
When I gazed behind me, dust proliferated the road.
Long, stretched-out, soon to corrode.
 
Parked cars overflowed the street...
Where we played hide and seek.
Familiar faces I’ve seen...
Greeted each other, “ How’ve you been?”
 
In the house, fragrant flowers abound,
Mother seemed much older behind her shroud.
Vigil prayers uttered,
The copper casket surrounded.
The vigil lasted two days later,
Paid my respect to my dear father.
In the room where great words were uttered,
about my beloved father, I once have wondered.
 
Now, I realized a man yet imperfect,
laid down to rest, to meet his Maker.
Allow me now to interject:
He remained just and kind as I remember.
Served his fellowmen with heart and soul... uncorrupted.
And these had proven himself a great man... interrupted.

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J Ann Crowder
over 2 years

I LOVE that phrase, 'a great man interrupted.' Very well written.

Imrogue
Imrogue
over 2 years

Thanks for reading and for the compliment! How are you? I hope all is well!

J Ann Crowder
J Ann Crowder
over 2 years

@Imrogue: I've been so busy starting a new venture in my life. Not writing as much lately but trying. I hope you are well too!

Imrogue
over 4 years

thanks for reading and commenting...yes, memories of loved ones live on....

Charlotte B. Williams
over 4 years

I think most of us have good memories of our Father, My father was a good man, and good to his family. He's gone too but my memories of him live on. nice poem.

lowercasemmmmmm
over 4 years

you're most welcome. I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it.

Imrogue
over 4 years

thank you, once again for your very humbling compliment.

lowercasemmmmmm
over 4 years

amazing piece of work, heartfelt and with subtle purity of pain about it.

Robert L. Martin
over 4 years

If he served his fellowmen with heart and soul....uncorrupted, he must have been a great man.

Imrogue
over 4 years

you're welcome! thanks for reading! :-). and thanks for the follow!

BPJ
over 4 years

I take back my earlier comment about rhymes taking out the feeling in poetry. This has true feeling. Thank you for sharing.

L. J. Slaferek
over 4 years

Thank you so much for your beautiful poem :)

Imrogue
over 4 years

Thank you so much for your nice comment.

L. J. Slaferek
over 4 years

Beautiful, sad, but beautiful. Strong emotions like this can draw out the best wordsmithy from poets, I am sorry for your loss.

Imrogue
over 4 years

Thank you for reading! His death affected me so deeply. :(

Tony Hill
over 4 years

Your sense of loss is very evident in this poem. I notice you read my poems quite often. Before my disappearing act, a big thank you!!!!!!

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