Calm is My Grandfather

Oct 10

A poem about love and family, “Calm is my Grandfather” was written before my grandfather passed away. Originally written in May of 2020.

Calm is my grandfather,

Seated on his couch.

His faint voice

Tranquil and pure.

His laugh will—

Or would.

It can,

Or could—

Cure my any heartache.

His arm is warm,

Fingers ice—

Just like me! I’m—

Just like him!

His eyes wander farther

Every day.

He uses (used?) a scythe

To comb his hair,

So I got one

To itch my skin—

My neck and

—

I know he is leaving,

But if I come,

He won’t be alone.

Calm is my grandfather,

His couch may be his

Deathbed.

Though we are separated

By hundreds of miles,

I think of him

Every day.

Calm is my grandfather,

And calmed is my mind

As I wait for him to leave

So I can follow close behind.

-Graphite Everything

For Drugs