In the Dark Nigh of the Soul

By Randyl Saderup

Poems that were written during the time of my fathers death.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Feb 18, 2017
• ISBN: 9781365767234

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In the Dark Nigh of the Soul

In the DARK NIGHT of the SOUL

By Randyl Saderup

COPYRIGHT 2016 BY RANDY SADERUP

All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review or scholarly journal.

First Printing: 2016

ISBN 978-1-365-76723-4

Published by DogLoon Press

595 South Royal Crest Circle

Unit 12

Las Vegas Nevada 89169

KATABASIS.

1.

Remembering blue eyes

The shine

In that gaunt face

Desperate

Large and hoping

A beautiful face

That look;

That frightened look

Cuts into skin

Like a knife had opened

The inner sanctums of a hidden heart.

Not to worry

Nor forget

How could he

Not wish to hold on

To this?

Feelings separate

In his head

eyes like that drag you down

Because he looked too deep

Too often

She was sinking

And he could see his reflection

Falling into

The cavern,

It was an Indian summer

Mysteriously

He should have stayed

He should have looked a little deeper.

Ruthlessly killing

That light,

With a word,

I don’t understand

Come with me

He said no.

Wasn’t strong enough

Wasn’t smart enough

Wasn’t cold enough

Goodbye

Lasting minutes

Days years

She never broke down

Never cried.

She was tough

Loving that was more important than anything else.

She drove away

All her things in the car

He stood watching

The tires kicking up the

Indian summer dust

The evening closing in

Around Monarch butterflies in the air.

He should have

Went with her

He should have followed.

2.

My dad calls on the phone…