Sunday, December 28, 2008

For Lana

If I die tomorrow
I’ll call your name
From the dirt

I’ll sing this song
In the white;
In the smoke

And you’ll know
The last word I whispered
Love

The last name
I called
Yours

If I die tomorrow

37 comments:

the walking man said...

Great expression of heartfelt emotion.

MarmiteToasty said...

Lana is a very lucky person....

x

December/Stacia said...

Lovely, Charles.

JR's Thumbprints said...

For a poem that deals with death, this is rather uplifting. I like it.

H.E.Eigler said...

Lana you're one lucky gal. Lovely poem Charles...actually had me a little misty eyed :)

moonrat said...

oh man. tears.

Crushed said...

Sometimes the greatest of sentiments can be expressed in the simplest of terms.

It kind of had a pull of bittersweet transiency to it.
Perhaps the smoke emphasised that.

jodi said...

Dying love or undying love, no matter--all beautiful.

Lisa said...

Life is all about finding the other who inspires poetry. I'm so glad you found each other.

pattinase (abbott) said...

Wow. That brightened up my day. Not to say what it did for Lana.

laughingwolf said...

bang on, charles... i'm sure she feels the same way about her fave hubster.... :D

Barbara Martin said...

Quite touching.

Lana Gramlich said...

You're too sweet & you're NOT going to die tomorrow, sillyhead! I love you very much, too. I'm just not so adept with words.

Travis said...

Very nice.

Donnetta Lee said...

Cool tribute to your lady. And I know Ms. Lana appreciates it, too! D

Sidney said...

Very nice.

writtenwyrdd said...

You are a romantic, Charles. :)

Scott said...

Charles,

Very nice. Spoken like a warrior poet.

spyscribbler said...

Oh wow, Charles! That's a poem so lovely, it breaks your heart.

L.A. Mitchell said...

Bittersweet :)

Erik Donald France said...

Beautiful.

Meanwhile, may you live long and prosper.

Georgie B said...

Nice.

Got me to pay attention. If you can get me to pay attention to a poem, then you did some remarkable.

Thanks.

Danny Tagalog said...

Didn't knoe you were so besotted! Now you'll have to get a Leonard Cohen voice to match the words!

Happy New Year and will read/write more next year!

benjibopper said...

you are both very lucky.

Charles Gramlich said...

Mark, I was a little tipsy when I wrote this one.

Marmite Toasty, she’s certainly a very sweet one.

December/Stacia, thanks.

J.R. thankee.

H. E., glad you liked it.

Moonrat, I take it that means you like it. ;)

Crushed, Life seems pretty transient to me these days.

Jodi, yes, I agree.

Lisa, that’s true. And yes we are lucky.

Pattinase, glad to be of help. 

Laughingwolf, she says she feels the same. Yes.

Barbara martin, thanks.

Lana, you’re pretty good with being sweet. Besides, I wasn’t sure the hangover wasn’t going to kill me. 

Travis, glad you liked.

Donnetta lee, she does. Thanks.

Sidney, thanks.

Writtenwyrd, I remember my first girlfriend telling me that I didn’t have a romantic bone in my body. Hummm.

Scott, I like that, “Warrior Poet.” Once upon a time I had some poetry published in a mag called “Warrior Poet.”

Spyscribbler, glad you appreciate it.

L. A. Mitchell, thanks.

Erik, thankee.

Georgie B, I appreciate that.

Danny Tagalong, “LOL”

Benjibopper, I think that every day.

Steve Malley said...

Awwwwwwwwwwww

:)

Michelle's Spell said...

This is one of the sweetest, most lovely poems I've read in quite a while. Thanks so much for posting it. Quite a ode to your wonderful love!

CrazyCath said...

Beautiful.

You too are such a good couple. Your love for eachother and acceptance of eachother totally is always so very evident.

CrazyCath said...

That should read "You TWO".
Sorry. It's after 1am here! lol

justin said...

nice.

eric1313 said...

Excellent!

Miladysa said...

Awww Bless!

Charles Gramlich said...

Steve Malley, lol.

Michelle, we do get along well.

Crazycath, thank you.

Justin, thanks for visiting.

Eric1313, thankee.

Miladysa, glad you enjoyed.

Cloudia said...

Just beautiful!
Tears are sweet after reading such a piece. aloha-

steve said...

This is simply beautiful. When I read it I thought of Marvin Bell's poem, "To Dorothy:"

You are not beautiful, exactly.
You are beautiful, inexactly.
You let a weed grow by the mulberry
And a mulberry grow by the house.
So close, in the personal quiet
Of a windy night, it brushes the wall
And sweeps away the day till we sleep.

A child said it, and it seemed true:
"Things that are lost are all equal."
But it isn't true. If I lost you,
The air wouldn't move, nor the tree grow.
Someone would pull the weed, my flower.
The quiet wouldn't be yours. If I lost you,
I'd have to ask the grass to let me sleep.

Charles Gramlich said...

Cloudia, thanks very much.

Steve, thanks. That's a lovely poem to compare mine with. I appreciate the connection. You honor me.

Rachel said...

That is beautiful, Charles. Your love shines through.