Awake

Cherry

By celticman

Sun, 08 Dec 2024
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7 comments
 

Almost the worst thing

A face that no longer speaks

Warfarin and medical wattle

One that makes you weep

Sloshing around is somebody

No need for an eulogy

Like the tail of a long dark star

You travelled far

You laughed, screwed, fucked around

You were real

So long ago

Now it’s another flickering show

Left behind with unsweetend tea

An unread borrowed book

No one left to take a last look.

Certificate 12
Poem
A room with a Glasgow View
Spiritual

Comments

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

A flickering show, sad but the present is passing, speeding up. Shame the book was never read. 

 

Submitted by celticman on

cheers Jane. I guess it's to dust and to dust we return. The bit in between is rarely seen. 

 

Submitted by David Kirtley on

A sad reminder of our demise, but well described and certainly makes us think of the end. There is never enough time!

Submitted by celticman on

there isn't David. Thanks for reading. 

 

Submitted by Turlough on

You were real

So long ago

Memories of those who have passed, or even of the long lost living. Those words ring true for them all. The people may be gone but the memories stay. 

Turlough

Submitted by marandina on

"No need for an eulogy

Like the tail of a long dark star.."

An eloquent, poetic elegy but then you are adept at those. Thoughtful and reflective.

An unread borrowed book could be all of our tombstones.

 

Submitted by celticman on

agreed marandina, books and tombstones are similiar in many ways.