Your hair and heart were a lot like mine

And your puppy-dog eyes smiled and shined

You didn’t try to hide

The blatant sarcasm that was life

And your voice cast murky shadows

On dishonesty revealed

In the goofy jokes that you told

Like only you could tell

Your contagious silly laughter

Brought me to convulsions

Doing puzzles on the hardwood floor

In front of the picture window

Dreaming happy ever after

Throwing revulsion out the door

And the sun shone in our eyes

Drawing faces and profiles

Seems like you are every other memory

That snicker of amusement hanging

Right below the surface and that pain

Over the top, I can feel it even now

The desolation and disgrace

The need to love but not know how

A confusing ride of pain and glory

Singing together with ‘Ol Hank

Drunk as Cootie Brown…

Another chapter to the story

My kindred spirit-you said you

Were the black sheep; well there were two

Of us, my friend, born two years apart

Yes we could have been mystical twins

So dear to my heart and I felt the grave injustice

And I despise the universe

For all the dirty curves it threw to us

And I never said goodbye

Little brother, but I got down on my knees

And cried in the middle of the road

And when they laid you in that box

I just couldn’t let you go

And why should I eat when you couldn’t?

And why should I get out of bed today?

I dreamed last night I tried to save you

In vain and I ran so fast but I couldn’t run away

And I could feel the tears explode

But now I am awake and they hang here in my throat

And I ache so much that I can’t feel

Anything but this disgusting

Taste of garbage I keep Shoving down my throat

Did you know that pee Wee left me?

About eight months after you went away?

Guess the cold black weight just got too heavy

and he took a rope and flew away

And I wonder why I’m still breathing

Guess I keep holding on to something

The kids, the promise, the faith that I am near

To holding you both forever

In the sunshine while we sing

But right now all I want to do is crawl

Right down beside you both

And hold you till I die

And I don’t feel a thing

But this sheepish- black alone

For the other part is gone

They buried it with you and him

In the cold hard earth and stone

And where is the beauty

You tried so desperately to discover?

I’m still fighting for the injustice

You tried so frantically to uncover

I guess your music, writing, and art

Were all you had to show

Of what was broke and buried deep inside

And that’s why I write these poems

To reveal the love and pain I try to hide

I miss you little brother, more than you can ever know

And I seek deeper comprehension in the beauty of your art

Of the loneliness that surrounded you forever incognito

And in essence I uncover the gentle splendor of your heart


Sharon Lynn Van Meter

Copyright 2004







About sharonsharinginsights

Namaste'! I write poetry, stories, essays, reviews, editorials, screenplays, get the idea! I love to write. I graduated from UI&U in Vermont, U.S. with BA in Writing and Literature with a concentration in Women's Studies. I was chosen and interviewed as local artist for my writing on local online college magazine HOWL (circa 2003). My writings have been published in several genres and I have won numerous awards for my poetry. I am desirous of having my own collection of poetry and/or other writings published in my OWN book. I am passionate about women's issues, romance, love and a great number of benevolent causes. I am pretty passionate about almost anything that is NOT mundane or boring. I write from my soul (cliche' I know). Most of my work has been published and/or copyrighted (all either or both). My goal, again, is to publish a book of poetry, short stories, a novel, novellas, another song (collaborating with someone who writes music...hello, out there?)....OK more later, and thank you for checking me out! Sharon View all posts by sharonsharinginsights

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