THE REST

 

 

 

I later heard 

she almost died. 

Although she didn't try 

to keep the fact from me,

the how and how come

wasn't mine to know.

My feelings 

weren't her first priority. 

So when I heard 

I had the time to think.

I didn't see her, call, 

as I was bid.

Another time 

I might have forced a link.

She didn't want my help, 

yet help I did.

Musicians read staff measures 

scanning notes.

The order, tempo, volume, 

are displayed.

A rest is more than silence. 

It devotes a value, beat, 

a presence still conveyed. 

My absence, silence, 

were not crass neglect.

They proved my love, 

support,  -  trust, respect. 

 

 

Reviews

[Glen Fitch]

They proved my love, support, - trust, respect.

This is a ten beat line of iambic pentameter. But note there are only nine syllables. The - might be a dash and yet it might also be a half note rest, a pause that gets one beat value. I demonstrate the musical rest in the text of the poem, trust, respect get a silent beat before them to give weight to those words.

[Haley-Daniel Belair]

A moving movement of love. Words fail me at this moment, suffice to say...that is love.

Thank you for the wonderful poem. Well written with love.