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DarkinAZ
Aug 25, 2008 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

3..2..1..goodbye

It's been a year now
I wish I had hugged you
the day they took you away
I should of said "I love you."

I know I do not visit much
it's just kind of hard, you see
to look into a fathers eyes
and see all of  the hurting.

Yesterday, I am glad I went
this time, the joy I saw on your face
your laughing and silliness
we all held back our tears.

I watched as you spoke to Chris
reading your lips on the screen
and smiled when I finally heard your voice
as he handed the phone to me.

I pressed my hand on the screen
as the final seconds ticked down from three
and you responded in kind
then I simply whispered goodbye...

to the dearest friend of mine.



— DarkinAZ, Aug 25, 2008
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Rett

Rett

17 years 9 months ago

Whew, you did it man

You brought tears to my eyes. Damn, that has got to be so friggin hard. It is hard for me to even take it reading the poem. Hang in there my friend. Respectfully, Rett: "If life is a bowl of cherries, why am I in the pits?" Erma Bombeck
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DarkinAZ

17 years 9 months ago

Thanks man...

I did not tear up then, or when I wrote, but now as I checked your comment, and reread, I find it hard to swallow, and my eyes burn. Thanks friend, Mark
Rett

Rett

17 years 9 months ago

Mark

Can he receive mail? If so you should send him the poems. I bet he would love them. If he can't, then God knows you write them. Respectfully, Rett: "If life is a bowl of cherries, why am I in the pits?" Erma Bombeck
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DarkinAZ

17 years 9 months ago

Yes,

I have copies of everything I have written here on Neopoet, Just for that reason. However he is in the County Jail awaiting trail and in the County they can only receive post cards not letters. I was waiting 'til he was in Prison to send so it is a little more private. I think I may start to write them on the back of a post card though, 'cause I am sure they would bring a smile to him. Your friend, Mark
yenti

yenti

17 years 9 months ago

3-2-1

It matters not what others do, there is a love that transends all others and it is there, Yours Ian.T
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DarkinAZ

17 years 9 months ago

Thanks Ian !

I appreciate it. Sincerely, Mark P.S. Like your name, From, Mark IAN Korelc
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rider68

17 years 9 months ago

Mark

Words don't seem enough, This hit me like a tonne of bricks, Take comfort the fact that you were there, Deepest Regards Peter ~~~~~~~~~Creativity Is to think more efficiently~~~~~~~~~~
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DarkinAZ

17 years 9 months ago

Peter,

It was good to be there, to see him, to tell him I love and miss him, it was good to hear my dads voice, he can not call me on cell phone, so it has been awhile since we actually talked. I appreciate your kind words, thank you. Your friend, Mark
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easylife_2

17 years 9 months ago

very touching

But most importantly you made it and you saw him.It should be easier on you now.Another good write.
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DarkinAZ

17 years 9 months ago

Thank you.

Thanks for reading and commenting. Sincerely, Mark
infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

17 years 9 months ago

Mark

You and Chris are probably the driving force in your father's life. I'm sure he's deeply proud of you both. I found this hard to read, too, as it's difficult to read with blurry eyes..... ~Jess ---------------------------------------------------- "I hope no one asks me to show them the ropes; I have no idea where they are. Maybe I can pull some strings and find out...." - George Carlin
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DarkinAZ

17 years 9 months ago

Thank you Jess_ _ _ ...lol

I am sure you are right, I do know he misses Dallas a bunch too, he said he would have been a great grandpa, and he was while he was here. Sincerely, Mark
Janice Pearce

Janice Pearce

17 years 9 months ago

Mark

This tore at my heart and soul. Nicely written. I loved the 3,2,1, goodbye! My thoughts are with you all~
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Cynthia Henson

17 years 9 months ago

Sad .......

It breaks my heart that is all happened. It has been really hard for you boys I know. Hang in there and keep writting, it helps. Cindy
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DarkinAZ

17 years 9 months ago

Thanks...

and Thank you for being there. Sincerely, Mark
weirdelf

weirdelf

17 years 9 months ago

You're breaking my heart here man,

Even though this is not about last words, my father's last words to me were "this heart attack was your fault" I am glad for you, even in your pain. cheers, Jess
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DarkinAZ

17 years 9 months ago

Thanks Jess...

I am glad to be able to still talk to him too. Your friend, Mark
weirdelf

weirdelf

17 years 9 months ago

no he died. There was, never recncliation

"I Blame you for my heart attack" I have forgiven him, but that was his dying words. I got all the blame, because I did not carry on his [false] name. My redemption is that I blame him, forgive him for what happened to him to make him him. It's up to me now. A survivor. it's up to god that he burns in the worst place in hell. Unfotunatey I don't believe this if he had redempted at the last moment, he still leaves his children in killing hell. Powerful honest write. How do you kow howto push my buttons. Despite, or because, of our differences I would like to be a better friend. Jess
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poewriter58

17 years 9 months ago

You sure know how to write

You sure know how to write right from your heart. And to pull at those that read this mom
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DarkinAZ

17 years 9 months ago

Thank you,

I just write what comes out, sometimes really good, other times pretty bad. I like to think this is a good one, true, raw emotions here. Thank you, Mark
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orgami

17 years 9 months ago

spoke of walls

do we live in the hub or does the hub live without time turns us like a great wheel and we circle in our thoughts like birds heeling over rooftops even if we cant touch the sky sometimes
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DarkinAZ

17 years 9 months ago

What?

What do you mean? Glad to see you Orgami, thanks for commenting. Sincerely, Mark
Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 9 months ago

So touching

Smiles:) Barbara I glad you and your son got to see you dad. Letting go can be refreshing. Wish you well friend.
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DarkinAZ

17 years 9 months ago

Thanks,

It was actually my brother and I, my son is 4 and I can't tell him yet. He thinks grandpa is in Texas, a little white lie in his best interest. It was good to see him. Thank you, Mark
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 9 months ago

Hi Mark...

despite your obvious pain in the way visits are.. I am one that never felt that closeness with my own father,, just distance.. heartfelt poeming.. well done! Richard
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Ink

17 years 9 months ago

It’s a fantastic poem, and

It's a fantastic poem, and it's good that you found a respectable outlet for all the feelings you need to let go of.
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panaella

17 years 9 months ago

Moving...

Hello Mark, Don't know you...but was moved by this poem...somehow it resonates with a poem by John Milton "When I consider how my light is spent".....there's a line that says...'depart from me, I never knew you.'...obviously you do know your father...but it feels like the same sorrow of missing someone, the ache. I was curious about your work, would appreciate if you could look over my poem I just submitted...."You Had Me At Debussy"...feel like you'd have the sensitivity to critique it constructively! Regards, Panaella (Ellie)
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DarkinAZ

17 years 9 months ago

Thank you my friend,

I have read your poem and I very much enjoyed it. I look forward to more of your stuff. Thank you, Mark

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