One Poem by Catherine Zickgraf

 

You Still Walk Among Us 

 

You came from the hand of God.  

With your name, your Momma   

gave you your crown of glory 

and dedicated you back to Heaven. 

 

Like her, you were a poet and painter. 

And even when you walked the earth,  

you saw things not of this world,  

held them in your eye, then let them fly away.   

 

You talked to the spirits in the churchyard mist.  

Now you drift among them, mourning for us. 

We mourn for ourselves,  

for the living left behind.  

 

Will you show up this spring in the cardinals? 

in dimes on the sidewalk like your Dad  

used to send you from Heaven? 

 

Remind us your spirit cannot be buried.  

Leave us dimes. Glow in them for us, 

wearing your princess crown.  

Catherine Zickgraf - Two lifetimes ago, Catherine performed her poetry in Madrid. Now her main jobs are to write and hang out with her family. Her work has appeared in Pank, Deep Water Literary Journal, and The Grief Diaries. Her chapbook, Soul Full of Eye, is published through Kelsay Books. 

Find her on twitter @czickgraf. Watch and read more at www.caththegreat.blogspot.com