You were my babies, my daughters, my sisters, my mother. <br />An absence of water has left me with an absence of love. <br />My consoling father told me that there would be others, <br />But my heart quakes for what the earth conceals. <br /> <br />One somber night I could bear it no longer, <br />I marched behind the garage and cast my claws <br />Into the dry river of Hades, stronger, stronger! <br />After an eternity I had found the treasure of the Dead Sea, <br />And I carefully unwove your funeral dress and found <br />To my heart’s pure joy, a breath: the pearl of my life. <br /> <br />Love was once again in my being and soul, <br />Your wet breaths kissed away the darkness in my heart, <br />And though God’s promise of death is what you stole, <br />My senses were whole, and I knew we would never part. <br /> <br />All at once, the promise was retracted, and <br />I felt the cold breath of reality, which through me swept. <br />My senses fully restored from the nightly utopia, <br />I peered outside of my house’s aperture and wept. <br /> <br />Adjust, oh please; adjust the fifth of August, <br />When my tattered body and mind gave way <br />To life’s realities' deadly and violent gust.<br /><br />Neil Kennovin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dog-day-harvest-moon/
