Beautiful Woman Crying at a Funeral

I saw her at a funeral.

She was so devastatingly hauntingly
that it broke my heart
with a hammer
just to see her
sitting alone

I never thought that I could
truly express how vivid that
singular moment was
how rich in colour
how it struck me so hard that
when her eyes met mine
my soul crumbled to dust
and scattered in the wind
like ashes freed from an urn.

Some things are so wrenchingly poignant that
they cut you deep
burn into your stomach
carve you out
and you know you will
never see it or them again
and are left to struggle
with the meaning of its impact
until the memory of it fades
into nothing

and it all can seem so
brutally meaningless
nothing but a cruel joke
by a faceless god
until you realize
that you were missing the point
all along

that before you entered the room
before you saw her sitting there
before she broke your heart by
not doing anything at all
it had been so long since last
you cared

so long since last
you felt anything at all

and it took her to finally make you
realize it.


7 thoughts on “Beautiful Woman Crying at a Funeral

  1. Billie

    THIS IS AMAZING. So deep, penetrating; would have said ‘a shard of that woman’s tears just shot out into my heart!’ but just laughed at your tag ‘hot chix at a funeral rock my world’ and wondered, that might have been a bit trite or melodramatic.


    1. Hernan J Monzon Post author

      Hahaha. I tried to take tagging seriously until I found out that I could enter full phrases in it and since then have been sullying the whole tag module for reasons unknown. Thank you so much. I really appreciate your comment.


      1. Billie

        Well, at shakespeare plays at the end (even of tragedies) all the actors would do jolly dancing. That’s sort of the same!
        But seriously, loved the poem – tags and all!


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