Tag Archives: grief

Farewell Frank: Arranging Colored Pencils

Hey, Frank. You’ve been gone for less than a day now.  All day long, I’ve been turning my thoughts and feelings over and over again, as if they were colored pencils that if arranged just right, could lead me to some clarity.  I’ve gotten nowhere.  I’m in pain.  That’s your damn legacy. I barely knew you and I didn’t feel comfortable around you.  The first time I met you in our online group, it was after someone told me you [...]

No Tears Fall

Words rush and flit about like butterflies that would not be caught.  Slow down you think too fast.  Something hurts but I am the one running now.  It’s a dream.  I line up at the starting line and a man sneers at anyone who takes 5 hours to run a marathon.  Inadequate.  No!  I run, and Ben runs in front of me, too fast.  Slow down son.  He won’t.  Dimples and grins and laughing, so wild and free and fleet [...]