Sun High


She made that push to the grave,

and then fell back like a wave,

the poor woman was wild,

bending her knees,

as her emotions would pile,

trying to get free

of the men that were holding on to her,

so blind with grief she couldn’t see,

it was such a sad day,

as she pushed and pulled

trying to get away,

and wondering why death could hurt,

her knees on the dirt,

there wasn’t really much to say,

as the fellows tried to pick her up,

just to move her away,

others were just standing around,

quiet, grieving with no sound,

while she was kicking on the ground,

her heart would melt,

and she too wanted to die,

that’s how she felt,

as her little boy’s spirit would fly,

soaring like an eagle,

through God’s sky,

and under her sobs,

she wanted to know why, oh why,

as the boy’s spirit reached sun high,

and there wasn’t even a cloud

in the sky.

© 2011 Frank Atanacio

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Senoritaa 5 years ago

Touching. The pain has been brought out well.


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Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks so much Senorita


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Just Ask Susan 5 years ago from Ontario, Canada

So sad :( This one brought tears on.


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Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton Author

aaaawww poor Just Ask Susan :( thanks for reading


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writer20 5 years ago from Southern Nevada

This is such a sad poem. voted up.


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Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks for reading writer20


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pharmacist 5 years ago from Whitinsville, MA

I do not write poetry myself. I like to read it. And I know what I like. THIS...I liked. Thank you sir. You paint a good picture with your words and style.


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Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks so much RX


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Sky9106 5 years ago from A beautiful place on earth.

Where exactly was I ? I guess since I am the sky , I was watching the sun, reel in that boy's spirit.

Another on of you perfectly disguised thoughtful pieces . But I am onto you. Nick

Good work brethren.

Bless


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Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton Author

LOL... sky you take the pie..LOL love your comments


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Sky9106 5 years ago from A beautiful place on earth.

That's what brethren attempt to do each and every time, whenever they do, or else they know , not to even attemp to dot .

Bless


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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

Thanks again Sky!


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LadyFiddler 2 years ago from Somewhere in the West

Very nice Frank :)


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Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton Author

thank you lady :)

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