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One Month, by @jackaurquhart
©2013 by Jack A. Urquhart, 680 words September 2, 2013 Dear Dillon, Dear Son, It is one month today since you left us, since you died in a Seattle hospital with your mother and I standing at your...
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A Rocky Mountain Lullaby (For Dillon), by @jackaurquhart
©2013 by Jack A. Urquhart (1115 words) September 17, 2013 Dear Dillon, Dear Son, I have been thinking about your early years, trying to remember some of the salient moments of your childhood,...
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As real as ever, by @jackaurquhart
In Memoriam, Dillon Tyler Urquhart, 3.08.1979 – 8.02.2013 ©2013 by Jack A. Urquhart 370 words Dear Dillon, Dear Son, You are much on my mind today. It has been 72 days now. You’d think that would be...
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“March”: a poem by @jackaurquhart
(Some free verse … for my son, Dillon) March You were tardy aborning, a day late and mad — —as a March hare; it took a suction cap to coax you into the world. Pushed to fight or flight, a blood-slick...
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A Birthday Remembrance for my Son
©2015 by Jack A. Urquhart 700 words Today is my son’s birthday. Dillon Tyler Urquhart was born March 8, 1979, in Boulder, Colorado. Had he lived, he would’ve been 36 years old—more than old enough to...
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For All I Care, a prose poem
©2015 by Jack A. Urquhart (For Dillon) In another dream You return to me, arms outstretched, a child again asking to be held. The weight of you against my quickening heart is like coming...
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Say ‘Cheese’! A Birthday Letter to my Son
©2016 by Jack A. Urquhart (Dillon Tyler Urquhart 03.08.1979—08.02.2013) Dear Dillon, Today, with your birthday coming on, I tried from old photographs to summon some smile-making memories, a few happy...
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Mixed Metaphors (prose poem)
©2016 by Jack A. Urquhart For Dillon 03.08.1979—08.02.2013 They say being alive is a concatenation of scenes, the sum of which equals a singular human performance. So it is no surprise...
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Residue: a prose poem, @EvryManJac
©2016 by Jack A. Urquhart (for D.T.U.) He wears loss ‘round his neck— scintilla of ashes, bone, dust— a steely, encapsulating talisman, storied against his heart. His fingers oil the patina to a shade...
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Dillon by Proxy (in the Coffee Shop) prose poem by @EvryManJac
For my son, Dillon (March 8, 1979–August 2, 2013) ©2020 by Jack A. Urquhart Yesterday in a coffee shop, in an incidence of unabashed affection, I saw a man lean to plant a kiss atop his preteen son’s...
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Prose Poem: Occasionally Yours
©2021 by Jack A. Urquhart For Dillon (03.08.1979–08.02.2013) Sometimes, once or twice a week, domestic distractions fail me, the baskets of dirty laundry waiting to be washed, ironed,...
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