Shadows and Stepping Stones

It’s early and I step into emotion.

A dozen years laid down and tears

that burned off so many sunrises ago

now build up in cloud filled memories.

The precipitation begins and I shuffle

through all those that have cast their

shadow on me in memorable ways.

He was one who smiled half way

and laughed sideways and I

wish I could tell him half

was enough and side was a way.

He always was self defacing

and ended conversations in

apologies.

As the tears fell onto

a shadow I  realized how translucent

I really am without him…how transparent

life really is when the sun pastes a stick

figure across the stepping-stones.

It was a rainbow that appeared within

the tears that promise came heavy

and every life lays down as a stepping

stone of formation.

………………………………..

Remembering my dad today.

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17 thoughts on “Shadows and Stepping Stones

  1. As the tears fell onto
    a shadow I realized how translucent
    I really am without him…

    Nicely done Jerry. Memory lane can be such a narrow road when suddely you stand alone and yesterday is too far removed from your calendar. Good tribute to your father, a special man i’m sure…and you wear his legacy well.

  2. ‘Shadows and Stepping Stones’…

    “The precipitation begins and I shuffle

    through all those that have cast their

    shadow on me in memorable ways.”….what remarkable imagery…

    Your poem is the most touching tribute and honor to your father a son could ever write…I must say tears are flowing, but in a beautiful and warm way…I am honored to have been fortunate enough to find your poem so touchingly and elegantly written…as there is no better writer than our hearts…
    Again, your poem is absolutely beautiful…a perfect poem indeed…I feel as if I knew your father…especially how he was self-defacing and would always walk away apologizing…what a beautiful person…

    sincerely,

  3. He was one who smiled half way

    and laughed sideways and I

    wish I could tell him half

    was enough and side was a way.

    He always was self defacing

    and ended conversations in

    apologies.

    I had to pick out my favourite words in this poem because it touched my heart deeply. Incredible words and so beautifully expressed emotion.

    x LM x

  4. Your beautifully written words have brought his half smile and his sideways laugh to the forefront of my memory. Thank you for sharing your soul, Jerry.

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