Neocles Calimel Cracker Jack

Neocles Calimel Cracker Jack, “C.J.”

my constant heart

beats no longer at my feet
the dark warm eyes no longer look at me with love
the silky soft hair is gone from my touch
the body that performed midair miracles is still
the voice that mumbled yammered
and harped is silenced
the hug that filled my heart is absent
the joyful soul no longer sings
the one who stood watch so diligently stands no more
my son, my constant companion, is gone
. . . and my heart breaks