Poetry > THE SILENCE OF TIME
Mike Luzzo
THE SILENCE OF TIME
The river flows gently
The murmurs in it
Are low
I contemplate its
Age old silence
I gaze at its
Sun dried bed
This is a summer that
I buried a younger brother
This is a summer that my
Family inherited
His daughters
No longer will we run together
No longer will we camp out
And talk
Both of us chose different lives from here
Both of us chose lives filled with danger
I chose the boredom and din that goes with
battle
He chose crab fishing in the North Pacific
And working on oil wells on Alaska's North
Slope
Farewell brother - farewell for a life
Ended all too soon
I've told your friends Beth
And Steve of your passing
Your memorial was poignant
I wish I could have found more
Quotes from the bible that we
Shared
But time is eternal - I
Lit candles to your passing
I'll miss your phone calls
Goodbye