"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Monday, March 17, 2014


Music inhaled sorrow
at the passing of its champion.
In that moment of silence
life swam in memories
too profound to articulate.

Tommy - A bright smile,
the encourager,
the man who hung notes
on a camera lens and painted
the world with photographs-
was gone.

Through the tears,
Through the ache,
Through the void…
we hear him telling us
keep your heart open…
keep it real….

We hate being left behind,
but we know you’re listening
to the music and using starlight
to chase shadows from your lens.

©Susie Clevenger 2014

 I wrote this for Tommy Lund who I had the pleasure to know through music and photographs.


Kerry O'Connor said...

I'm not familiar with this person, but certainly familiar with the loss of someone whom I have admired, and learnt from. Your "In Memoriam" is very touching, without sentimentality.

Grandmother (Mary) said...

Sad, lovely tribute to your friend and his gifts.

Steve King said...

A gracious and artful tribute.
Steve K.

humbird said...

Powerful tribute to close friend, to the artist, who seemed held the significant place and energy for his colleagues and friends. ~ Glad to see you, Susie. Thanks for stopping by!

Robert Bourne said...

great people leave a legacy.. that keeps who they were alive.. wonderful poem Susan...

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Beautiful poem. I can feel the weight of the loss.'

Sharp Little Pencil said...

You are so fortunate to have known him. I Googled him and found the TommyOLund site. His gorgeous, complicated scenes of London took my breath away. What a lovely appreciation, Susie, and how sad we have lost another talent. Amy

Kenia Cris said...

A beautiful tribute. I'm not really acquainted with the pain of losing a very close someone but I'm sure it can't be easy.

Peace. <3

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Very touching, Susie, especially him still listening to the music and chasing shadows from his lens. Such a loss, when these talented people leave.

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

You had me at the first line--beautifully said --and I am sorry--for I know you will miss him

blueoran said...

Your Tommy sounds like my brother Timm who died a few years back, a photographer who kept widening his heart with each fresh exposure of the world. We are all larger for the gifts from people like this.

Margaret said...

This starts and ends so magnificently! Wow - just an uplifting and passionately expressed poem.

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