So Far Away, Near
A Presence

We buried my best friend today
He always made me laugh
It tickled me, the things he’d say
He’d split my sides in half
But something soon came over me
I knew not what it was
Had no idea what it could be
Was feeling all abuzz
Looked to my left, then to my right
Saw nothing untoward
But something’s somewhere out of sight
It couldn’t be ignored
Then blew a breath upon my neck
The sound came from behind
I turned around to quickly check
And almost lost my mind
His picture sat there on a shelf
A candle in his hand
This picture I had shot myself
Then after, had it scanned
A nagging thought was there to stay
Was strange without a doubt
Recalled his statement made that day
“My wick is burning out”
We knew that he would soon be gone
From cancer in his blood
The joke though that he’s leaving on
It landed with a thud
The freaky thing I came to know
I now know what’s to blame
That candle in the image, bro
No longer had a flame
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.
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