Your death <br />lay hidden <br /> <br />waiting for me <br />curled up in the telephone <br /> <br />jumping out <br /> <br />as my mouth <br />mouthed the words. <br /> <br />“Yes...yes...I <br />understand! ” <br /> <br />I, understanding <br />nothing. <br /> <br />Trapped <br />inside this silence <br /> <br />unable to believe <br />the realness <br /> <br />of your smile <br />becoming <br /> <br />only <br />a memory. <br /> <br />The sound of your laughter <br />in my mind <br /> <br />starting the tears. <br /> <br />******* <br /> <br />Casting around for words for a Valentine’s Day card(we had been making fractal constructions) we finally decided to go with Max’s definition of what Love is.. <br /> <br />This was highly coloured by Max’s all abiding love for snooker and his hero Ronnie O’ Sullivan. <br /> <br />The card now read: “LOVE IS...LIKE A 147… <br /> <br />IT CLEARS THE TABLE FASTER THAN A RONNIE O’ SULLIVAN.” <br /> <br />A 147 being the biggest break you can get in snooker. <br />Max had the most amazing energy and delight in life…he lived fully in the moment. <br /> <br />The world is a lonelier place without his love of life.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-is-like-a-147-for-max/
