Dark Poetry #5 |
The Coffin Maker |
SUPERSAINT71 New Member
since 2010-10-12
Posts 9 |
The pristine coffins are lined up against the wall Ready to be filled with some sad, unfortunate tale Of a life cut short by hunger, or a drunken brawl Or maybe one that has completed life's rich trail. The artist who created these wooden tombs Looks sorrowfully upon one completed casket As he knows too well the time mercilessly looms For his daily bread to fall into the empty basket. This skillful man has a wife and family to feed With a daily emotional attachment he finds compelling As his compassionate heart doth constantly bleed When the poor bereaved enter his humble dwelling. |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
Ah, The coffin maker, we never stop to think of him. It must be a tough job - considering the events his "art" tailors to. Well written. -Trina. |
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