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At the Gravesite
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At the Gravesite |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana 
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I thought I had posted this, but a search told me otherwise, or it could have been under the JerryPat name . . . colder'n blue blazes preacher standing ramrod straight mouth so cold lips turning blue mouthing verses mouthing verses nobody hears after he speaks them and words pass his mouth only to shatter in the cold, graveyard cold I'm dressed warm not warm enough to stop chattering teeth shivering not all from the wintry blast no their eyes looking at me instead of the preacher even the preacher presented me with a glacial sneer before he started mouthing verses no one hears not supposed to be here I don't care Hungry panther couldn't keep me away I loved her More than anyone did even her husband especially him preacher stopped mouthing silence two strangers walked to flag-draped coffin took it stood in front of the husband she was a veteran folding the flag to precise specifications every fold means something so I've been told the two armed service guys presented the flag to the husband everyone stood whispered among themselves hate-filled eyes darting toward me I remained sitting not part of the ritual would not pretend I was they all left eventually only I remained two men showed up to fill the grave I held up a hand They stepped back I rose and walked toward where she lay knelt at the foot of it tried to speak couldn't tried to pray I couldn't do that either one of the grave men coughed I got up wiped at the tears I left leaving my heart at the bottom of that damned hole ~* If they give you lined paper, write the other way. ~*~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
too damn sad my friend. Lori |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Yeah, I know, Lori. Stuff happens. ~* If they give you lined paper, write the other way. ~*~ |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Sometimes there are no words... there is only love... and the pain of loss. The words you didn't have then, you found with your pen... I'm so very sorry for your loss. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you, suthern, this was a few years back, but . . . ~* If they give you lined paper, write the other way. ~*~ |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
But some hurts never end... I know. ((((HUGS)))) |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
JP2, wish I could have been there to glare back at that preacher. Heartfelt, ms. e |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Me too, ms. e, thank you very much for being here now. ~* If they give you lined paper, write the other way. ~*~ |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
I'm glad you posted/and/or reposted this JP. Sometimes we have to cling to what is right within our hearts, even when the rest of the world disagrees. It sounds like you're a little like me in that regard... doing so to a point of relishing the world's distaste. 'Tis good I think, but never let that cloud the memory, and why it was important enough to make that stand in the first place. Good writing, btw. Michael |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Lovers saying goodbye is never an easy thing . . . thoughts here work well even if neither has passed, (passing is just a matter of degree) especially for one or the other... Good read, my friend. j. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Again, I truly thank you, j., for your input concerning my poem "At the Gravesite." And again, your words are born from wisdom. ~* The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of a cannon, but its echo lasts a great deal longer.--Oliver Wendell Holmes ~*~ |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Michael, thank you for occupying a part of my space and for your well-informed comments. I do appreciate it. ~* The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of a cannon, but its echo lasts a great deal longer.--Oliver Wendell Holmes ~*~ |
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