Grieving Brothers

Are you afraid to reveal your sorrow
as we stand next to our brother’s casket?

Is your heart caught off guard
as I drape my arm over your shoulder?

Your body becomes rigid like drying concrete.

You move away as if yanking a dressing
from an unhealed wound.

Was your mourning too unbearable
to allow my affection to touch your heartache?

You turn and walk away.

I grieve the loss of another brother.

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David was a Licensed Marriage and Family Therapist for 35 years before the publication of his first collection of poems, “A Heart on Fire, Poems from the Flames.” He continues to write poetry and makes presentations on poetry of Eastern and Western Mystics and leads poetry workshops as a faculty member of OLLI College at the University of Southern Maine. David is a regular contributor to Kind Over Matter. David plays the “Shakuhachi,” a Japanese bamboo flute used in Zen Buddhist meditation and celebration. He combines his flute music with poetry readings. He has taught Tibetan and Western poetry to Buddhists monks at Sera Jhy Tibetan Buddhist Monastery in South India. He earned his Master of Theology and Ph.D. in Pastoral Psychology degrees from Boston University. You can contact David via email or follow him on his website.

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