Last phone call, or: Blue stained glass

Poetry Partners #110

‘Last Phone Call’, a poem by Mary Anne Abdo of ‘Blue Stained Glass’

One call, four lines.
"Dad, can you hear us?"
"Mom is outside of your bedroom window.
She wants to say, 'Hello!'"
Hearing his wife banging on the window, "Marty can you hear me?"
Only an inaudible acknowledgement rang over the receiver.
Statements of love mixed with cracked voices of sorrow.
Covid had stolen yet another familyโ€™s human touch to soothe a dying man.
Word, tears and a garbled "I love you"
Came from his lips.
Knowing in our hearts this call was dadโ€™s last goodbye to us.
Via a phone and a nursing home window.
Yes Covidโ€ฆ
You have swallowed our worldโ€™s freedoms to your smarmy delight.
Now those left behind must pick up the tattered pieces.

A tricube by ben Alexander of โ€˜The Skepticโ€™s Kaddishโ€™

griefs demand
we heed; we
sympathize

other souls'
griefs aren't
about us

grant all souls'
griefs space to
manifest

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

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22 thoughts on “Last phone call, or: Blue stained glass”

  1. I too had to say goodbye via a phone call as my aunt was transitioning from this world with Covid. It has touched us all. Both poems?are wonderful.

    1. COVID is a robber… but failed to steal the feather like touch of the call, or the vision through tears at the window…!
      ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ–๏ธ

      1. And Covid has indeed brought us a lot of unnecessary grief and robbed us of some very necessary human contact! Beautiful; heartbreakingly described by Mary with such a thoughtful and reflective response from you David! ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ‘

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