Sense of Loss
An Ode to My Father

I take a bite
and I hear
your lesson
“Place it on your tongue
and press it
against the roof of your mouth
let it melt naturally
so you get all the flavors”
-
but today...
-
it is tempered
by the salt of my tears
that overpowers
the subtle notes
of orange
and chili
as the deep
dark
chocolate
coats my tongue
melting
into decadent tendrils
that
encircle
my aching heart
-
-
-
Holding
the nearly empty bottle
up to my nose
I inhale
and
feel
you near
-
the warmth of
musky oak
sharp citrus
and
faint vanilla
seeps
d
e
e
p
inside
my soul
wrapping
its comfortable
layers around
and making me
feel safe
-
as if I’m a child
in your strong arms again
-
another whiff
makes my eyes water
as I choke
on my ragged heart
-
-
-
The sun
s
i
n
k
s
over the snowcapped mountains
spraying the clouds
with bright purple
and soft pink
-
the sight takes my breath
away
bringing back
a flood of memories
-
sunrises
we watched
over fishing lakes
and
rides to school
-
sunsets
we managed to share
though
we were miles apart
I reach
for my phone
to share this moment
-
but...
-
remember
you’re not there
anymore
-
we shared our last sunset
many
months
ago
-
-
-
I slip the worn sweatshirt
over
my head
and
snuggle into
the soft fabric
grateful for the warmth
that
s
o
a
k
s
down
into my chest
-
how many times
did I cuddle
into this shirt
-
as you wrapped
your comforting arms
about me
-
soothing
my bruises
and
scrapes
of childhood
-
easing
the heartaches
and
awkwardness
of adolescence
-
but...
-
the closest I can get
to your hugs
again
is
wrapping up
in this old sweater
of yours
-
-
-
The music
floats
through the air
-
the soundtrack
of hundreds
of road trips
-
the memories
twist
through the notes
-
visions of mountains
waterfalls
forests
and
canyons
-
and miles
of roads
with nothing
to see
but wildlife
-
the melody
echoes
your voice
in
my
heart
-
I remember
singing
the words with you
that now
sting my soul
-
as Bread intones
-
“I would give
anything I own
just to have you
back again.”
About the Creator
A. J. Schoenfeld
I only write about the real world. But if you look close enough, you'll see there's magic hiding in plain sight everywhere.
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