It was ten years ago today that I lost you
I put my mourning clothes on and for you wept
I could hardly stand or move or breathe that day
I did not imagine I could go on without you
I wanted to hold you again, and never say goodbye
As the days passed, I did slowly pick myself up
And went out into a world I no longer recognized
One without your laughter, your smile, your gaze or touch
Though I remembered you every day in everything I did
Ten years ago I lost you; today I say goodbye.
July 16, 2008
I loved the TV series Monk. Adrian Monk was haunted by the loss of his wife Trudy throughout the show’s eight seasons. He also had obsessive compulsive disorder (OCD), and needed everything to be just so. I wrote this poem shortly before the final season aired.
Trudy wrote poetry, and I tried to imagine what it would be like if Adrian were to write a poem. Naturally, it would be about his wife. I imagined him doing it on the 10th anniversary of her death. The poem has ten lines with ten words in each line, to fit his OCD need for order. I tried to write it the way he talks.