Goodbye Sylvia----- A poem to Ms. Sylvia Plath

In beautiful sunlight with clear azure sky

not a cloud in sight,

just beauty

falling from your pen like a clear crisp rain.

Reading again and again your emotions

melting my heart

bringing me so close to you.

Though I knew then we would never meet.

I should have known,

drinking my cloudy coffee,

reading your poetry

knowing how  it came from a dark place.

Too dark to let in the light

even in its shining abundance of summer.

If only I could have reached you

looked into your beautiful face.

Told you how much the world needed you

and your words, that would outlast your time.

To have touched your cheek

 and wiped away your invisible tears.

The ones trapped inside

that could not flow.

Instead this world

was too much for you to bear.

Breathing the dank fumes

of coal gas in a London flat

You took your gifts with you

leaving only memories in your poems.

You were born in the heavens

and fell from a star.

Yet when you landed here Sylvia

you shattered

Into a thousand pieces

like a beautiful Crystal Vase.

And even with the passing

of the creeping years.

I still miss you