In Memory of . . .

A young father…
so gone.

A young mother…
so unyielding in her withholding.

A young child…
so bewildered
so lonely
so lost.

Then in time
and more time…

She found her loves
at his feet
she saw her father
on his knees
in her heart
in her mind
and in her twisted deliverance of the babe that was lost.

Innocent…
so broken,
so tragic,
so nothing but echoes
of silent screams
never delivered
against blue and yellow paleness
and still
so misunderstood
she is alone.

In memory of my father who died in a car accident in 1963, and in memory of my infant son who I found dead in his crib early Easter Sunday morning in 1987.

About Michelle LaRiviere

Michelle is a multidisciplinary artist, curator, writer, and Reiki Master currently based in Windsor, Ontario. She has exhibited internationally, and her practice includes traditional as well as digital media. Michelle also taught visual arts to secondary school students for ten years. Currently she has gone back to her foundational roots, and is exploring figurative drawing in graphite on paper.
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7 Responses to In Memory of . . .

  1. Larry says:

    I feel for your lose – can’t help but love you more

  2. Lynn says:

    Very moving. so sorry for your losses….

  3. Rareity says:

    This poem… its… filled with a lot of emotion. Loss is great. This aches. Beautiful poem.

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