Ghazal - Lament on the Loss of Officer Brian Huff, 5-3-2010

A Poem to a Son Who Recently Lost His Father

J L Carey Jr
On the 3rd of May... the worm met the apple,
Tasted the bitterness of its skin, the sweet flesh,
The worm beset the apple on the 3rd of May

On the 3rd of May the last piece was placed
And so the fly began to disassemble the puzzle,
To ready it for its disorganized sleep

On the 3rd of May... Officer Brian Huff was shot,
Was taken from Detroit's finest, from his wife,
From the loving arms of his 10 year old son

On the 3rd of May a rose opened like a wound,
Like a rusty maw feeding on a steel frame,
Like the immolated heart of a questioning city

On the 3rd of May... morning light broke upon
Silent silver tears that mirrored green blades
And the panic of doves - that day... on the 3rd of May

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A special thanks to Linda Louise Johnson for the rekindling of the word "immolate". Check out her article, from her vocabulary vitamin series, for this word here: http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/2972582/hot_word_of_the_day_immolate_your_vocabulary.html?cat=4

Published by J L Carey Jr

J L Carey Jr, Author of the book Turning Pages, is a writer and an artist living in Michigan with his wife and three children. He holds an MFA in Creative Writing from National University and a BA in Englis...  View profile

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  • Abby Greenhill6/28/2010

    Wow, excellent, such emotion.

  • Christine Bruness6/25/2010

    So sad....

  • Heather Kristina Thomas6/2/2010

    Stunning poem. Beautiful tribute.

  • Walton S. Tissot5/28/2010

    very well done!

  • Tina Twito5/28/2010

    Wow. This is incredible. You managed to bring beauty to something so ugly. I think death often brings out both sides like that. A wonderful memorial.

  • Shirley A. Mandel5/21/2010

    Such a sad story that is unfortunately repeated throughout the country all through the year. :(

  • Tony Payne5/18/2010

    Very sad, lovely poem.

  • Linda Louise Johnson5/17/2010

    Love this poem, and as usual in your work, there is a phrase or description (and usually more than one) that is unforgettably lyrical and apt. "Silent silver tears that mirrored green blades and the panic of doves" is one such. The panic of doves jumps off the screen! And thanks for the mention!

  • george chavez5/13/2010

    You've captured the essence of this tragic loss. most profoundly

  • Harriet Steinberg5/10/2010

    Very good write-up

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