Evocative

I was lucky that you died

when I was thirteen,

able to strum a few chords on my guitar,

to compose lyrics

straight from my gut.

The song I wrote evokes

every angle of the grief

from the emptiness

the moment I woke

wanting to keep my eyes closed,

my heart already sure

that you were gone, but resisting

my mother’s urgent message.

Going through that miserable day,

visiting your dog and sitting with him,

my arms around him,

whispering into his ear

what he already knew, too,

that you were never coming back

as the boy we knew so well.

And my chorus of hope,

that someone would find a cure

for leukemia, that you would be reborn

into a beautiful world,

that you would find the paradise

denied to you here.

And the tears running down my cheeks,

my thoughts that kept returning to you.

Thank you, young poet,

little songwriter,

for this perfect crystal

of grief, of yearning, of hope

that you kept for me

in this song that still can make me cry.

Dink’s Song (1971)

Verse 1

I have this empty feeling inside me

sort of an ache that won’t leave.

Crying don’t help, no, God,

it seems it’s here to stay.

Came here this morning when they told me you’d gone.

Chorus

I hope your next world will be paradise for you.

This world wasn’t very kind, it’s true.

Still you had love and many friends.

I just hope that you’ll find that love again.

Verse 2

I cried this morning when they told me.

I went to see your family that you left.

I saw your dog, he looked so lonely.

I told him, but I think he knew.

Chorus

Verse 3

I’m trying to keep my mind blank now.

My thoughts keep coming back to you.

Keep thinking ‘bout the pain that you went through.

I hope they find a cure, I wish it was for you.

I hope your next world will be paradise for you.

This world wasn’t very kind, it’s true.

Still, you had love and many friends.
I just hope that you find that love again.

God, I hope you’ll be happy again.

Inspired by The Daily Word Prompt: evoke

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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