No one heard you cry
as you curled tight in corner, blue-cold
Have I been remiss? I miss you-
your toothy grin, white shirt & boots
Too thin & frail for polar cold
No one heard you cry
As your pulse slowed, repulsing icy wind
Your high-pitched voice now low, hollowed
I miss you - Have I been remiss
In locking tight the doors
In checking to make sure you are safe
No one heard you
As you ran out, a rabbit excited about
Making snowman & drinking warm cocoa
Have I been remiss? I miss you-
No one held your small face
and whispered good night, my little angel
No one heard your cries this morning
I've been remiss, missing you-
~0~0~0~
I heard no bird songs
nor laughter pink as your cheeks -
Ice had seeped in, black-
Yellow-rumped warbler by M. Bednar
RIP Elijah Marsh, 3 year old toddler who died after 6 hours of wandering outside his family's apartment. The last picture taken of him showed him wearing only a shirt, diaper & boots, as he stepped outside at 4 am. His family discovered him missing from his bed at 7:30 am. The weather that morning was -30 C with the wind chill. Source
Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - Play It Again - Haiku & M's Word List- Absent
and Poets United - A villanelle of a sort ~ Thanks for the visit ~
god. this plays on my worst fears....a child dying...
ReplyDeleteand ugh...freezing to death...brutal...
heart breaking....
What a sad story.. the excitement could easily lure a toddler from his warm bed.. and not getting back in.. and you wonder what a feeling it must have been.. There are stories that never reach us hear after all.. The villanelle works so well together with the haiku. Thank you for sharing this ..
ReplyDeleteSo heartbreaking, Grace. I hate to think of Elijah, bewildered at the door that closed behind him he could not get to open again, colder and colder, not found in time. A touching tribute.
ReplyDelete"The Little Match Girl" has always been a story hard for me to read, but this little guy had a family, he just walked out at night… I can't imagine the horror…
ReplyDeleteno laughter pink as your cheeks… sigh
DeleteOh, this is so so sad. I can't even imagine how the family must feel after this happening. Poor child..
ReplyDeleteTerrifying and acute, Grace, but someone has to go with Elijah and be with him where it ended. The centered final stanza is pure wail.
ReplyDeleteOh god, that is so tragic. How does a parent go on after something like that? You're refrain, " Have I been remiss? I miss you-" is so poignant. RiP Elijah.
ReplyDeleteThat is awful indeed. Something no parent should ever have to experience.
ReplyDeleteOh that is very sad, Grace....I wonder how and why he went outside. I wonder how this tragedy could have been averted, but it doesn't really matter now, does it? Such a tragedy.
ReplyDeleteyou've honored him, Grace. dark beauty, both pens ~
ReplyDeleteThis is such a heart-wrenching poem, Grace. I cannot imagine what his family must be going through, the guilt and the regrets. I also like the tenderness I felt in your poem.
ReplyDeleteA powerful poem, Grace. I like your question. RIP beautiful boy. Rest in peace.
ReplyDeleteVery moving poem, with lovely use of the two refrain words. The haiku completes it perfectly.
ReplyDeleteVery moving and powerful
ReplyDeleteOh this is heartbreaking Grace...how could this have happened?...poor little angel...
ReplyDeleteDear Grace
ReplyDeleteSad and moving. Poor little Elijah...
You made a fantastic, heartbreaking poem .....
Hugs
JetteMajken
I loved the flow of your poem...
ReplyDeleteAmazing!
how you soothed the horror of this sad tale is amazing; i could read, re-read, feel sad, yet still enjoy your craft
ReplyDeletehave a nice Sunday
much love...
You made me remember one of the poems I wrote Kabayan, "Room for Rent"
ReplyDeleteThis is a heartbreaking read and I cannot imagine the family after discovering Elijah frozen to death...
Beautifully written...so absorbing and so enhanced by the haiku too...i am glad you remembered him for us too...
ReplyDeleteHorrific in the image created by your writing and shattering when we read that it was true. Hopefully sleep came quickly for him, but not now for us.
ReplyDeleteI so enjoyed the monologue - it is heartfelt but the strong structure takes it to another level.
ReplyDeleteso much missing present.. and such a sad sad event.
ReplyDeletei'm sad... you captured the pain
ReplyDeleteI cannot shake the image of that child, freezing, confused, and unaware of its pending fate. Such tragedy in my hometown of Toronto.
ReplyDeleteAppreciate your tribute.
Poppy
Tender and sad song...what a tragedy!
ReplyDeleteThat is always the hardest news. The child who doesn't understand makes a mistake and the tragedy lingers a lifetime.
ReplyDeleteoh really grace - that made my heart stop beating. what a nightmare for the parents. i can not even imaging what they're going through
ReplyDeleteThis is just a true horror story, Grace, yet you make it sing with love, tears and pain, melodic to the end. Every parent's nightmare.
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful prayer of love, and great sadness for this tragedy....for this innocent child.
ReplyDeleteDonna@LivingFromHappiness
Oh. I can't even imagine. Is this not one of a parent's worst fears? This is one of the things that kind of makes one speechless, stricken with horror and sadness.
ReplyDeleteThe repeated refrain Have I been remiss - is gut wrenching - A powerful and beautiful poem for the little lost child
ReplyDeleteWell written... very sad.
ReplyDeleteZQ
graceful words.
ReplyDeletethat's a sunshine to us when we pass through your lines.
This was such a sad story. I have a 3 year old grandson and it really resonated with me. I can just see the little guy pulling on his boots. Breaks your heart. Your words are beautiful, Grace.
ReplyDeleteO Grace, this tugs hard. I had read of it in MSN news (or the paper?) and thought it bad. Then it reminded me of when small and at home Dad had to put a hook way high on the door where I couldn't reach it in my sleep. My parents found me out in the barn.
ReplyDeleteYou fulfilled all challenges, you are a workaholic like my third bird.
Good Job!!!
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such a horrible event
ReplyDeleteso beautifully rendered
namaste
jzb
it is so sad....
ReplyDeletenice haiku.....
omg! too too tragic! you have a lot of strength to have been able to write this powerful piece.
ReplyDeletei hope you are well, Grace.
♥
I saw this on the news Grace. I can't do it anymore--my heart has been broken too many times over a dead kid who never had the chance to be what they would become.
ReplyDeleteA woman 2.5 miles from my house hid her pregnancy as well as she could gave birth three weeks ago in the garage of the house she was staying at. She did it all alone, it was her 4th child, she is 24. She said she cut the umbilical cord by biting through it. The boy was born full term and healthy and she wrapped it in a towel and left him in the garage. She went back in the house. occasionally coming out to check on her son who took about 5 days to die, another 5 to thaw out for an autopsy after they found him on a conveyor belt at a recycling center. Nope I can't write these memorials anymore. I've written too many already.
That's very heart breaking to read ~
DeleteOutstanding mourning, cooing with the repeated sliding sounds --oh, I miss him too--I miss each and every one. This is my new favorite of you poems, Grace.
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