To Risk Yet Lose So Much – Poem (for my father on Memorial Day)

To Risk Yet Lose So Much
I wasn’t expecting you
to actually die
once you had sobered up
embraced by a memory’s parachute
that held more dreams and hopes
than your life could endure.
You did die
sobered up.
At last you were freed
from all those physical
and emotional levels of life.
Often, in my mind’s heart,  I feel
the silkiness of your falling parachute
opening to save me.


About Ellespeth

I'm a poet. Sometimes I write stories and other nonsense. Ellespeth

6 comments on “To Risk Yet Lose So Much – Poem (for my father on Memorial Day)

  1. I’M SURE HE IS SMILLING DOWN ON YOU somewhere up there in Heaven

  2. I understand this piece on way too many levels. Not a bad thing just – I had a dad who was an alcoholic and it killed him at 67 years old. He began cranking at 10 years old and yes, finally sobered up on July 31, 2009.

  3. A lovely, heartfelt poem, bittersweet in its reality of a life gained and lost. The parachute metaphor is brilliant, Ellespeth.

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