In Loving Memory Rickie Lee Hawthorne
(2014)
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
I hope this is postmarked before my death certificate is dat… but you’ll know why if it is or if it isn’t If you get this in time
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes