Poetry Contest Entry

Pauline

~By Aurain

Dedicated to my friend Pauline, who had a recent accident while surfing. She did not die that day, she remains hopeful to one-day walk again.

A friend once told me in a song, love is in the words
To me none of that mattered
Yet, in my grief I composed a dirge*
My soul was broken, my heart was torn, and my life was in tatters

In every fiber of my being, I was guilty
I had almost lost my friend; I had only her memories left
Her flower, in pricking the stem bled with sap, milky
The fragile blossom in my hand I kept

My tears flowed, with the waves of the ocean I made
I tried not to breath, or think
I would not leave her side; I did once before- she paid
As I holder her hand I knew we had a everlasting link...

I understood then, how much she meant, how much I love her
A true friend I would be
The bond of love made sure
Faithful as the waves of the endless sea

*A composition, lyrical or musical, expressing deep sorrow, such as the grief occasioned by the death of a friend or loved one; an elegy. It comes from the Hebrew word, qinah’, which denotes a mournful composition, and elegy, or lamentation.

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