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Snow Angel from the Surf

Keeping your memory alive

By Serenity NyxPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
Christopher Kimiyoshi Keopuhiwa Blackwell

The experience of your soul was fleeting. A friendship that spanned within a short time frame, bursting with adventure on the grounds of Nashville, I don't think this grief will ever go away.

You loved the sea and the sun,

You loved her and the melodies,

You were kind, gentle, generous,

Your simple presence acted as a remedy,

You indulged in the butters of peanut,

And were soothed by crashing waves,

I hold on tight to our memories, but I fear they'll eventually fade.

So here is where I write them all down, preserving them for a rainy day.

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You piggybacked me down the drunken street of Broadway,

We squished into an Uber, 6 deep and took the backway,

You shared every beer with us on the sticky dancefloor of PLAY,

Laid on the front hood of Dora, on the rooftop dorm of TK,

We watched the lights of the city quickly flicker away,

We jumped fences, ripped holes in our pants and broke rules,

We trespassed on not-so-ready property, dodging the boys in blue,

You oozed the energy only found beyond the sands of Oahu,

Your spirit as delicate as a Hawaiian butterfly, making anew,

Your 'CHEHOOs' full of rich tones, vibrant with pride that celebrated your home,

Your aura was strong and centred like balancing rocks on a sand dome,

No one would've known you were a time-ticking clock,

Once those layers were peeled back, nothing could dim the twinkle in your eyes, joy wrapped around your cheeks as you donned a dimple-filled smile,

Thank you for making snow angels with me, and for completing the Nashville exchange family.

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I hope heaven is full of big waves, and you catch every single one of them.

I'm sorry we couldn't dig you out from the darkness that lingered within your mind,

I pray you're at peace now, I hope you feel light and feel our love from beyond,

And when the time is right .... I'll meet you again, on the beach, we can sit on the shore and watch the sunset - Thank you Chris for making this earth experience better.

sad poetry

About the Creator

Serenity Nyx

The calm of Serenity, the chaos of Nyx.

Short stories, song bites, sad poetry, and from time to time an odd bout of thoughts!

Thank you for being here.

It'd be a pleasure to connect with you:

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