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A Relative Post Mortem
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A Relative Post Mortem |
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Robert Frazier Senior Member
since 2003-02-06
Posts 1014 |
Bursting sun and cold north breeze the perfect compliment to an icy January sky inside, a window box kitty anticipating a lengthy nap We milled about outside the funeral home some recognizable face some names escape Was it eight years ago at the last funeral? Lots of talk about the weather how the kids had grown shame we're all together under these circumstances Pledges to do better a butterfly lands on my shoe Later, mom urged me to view the body I politely decline Couldn't tell her why thank God she let it go Sat by my nephew who ran down the battery of my indiglo I wore him on my wrist Didn't shed a tear Wish I knew him better And I sure missed my family their touch would save me The low sun screamed through the windshield as I discovered my sunglasses were at home in the other car So eager to turn north, toward home But for the next half hour of daylight I would fight off the bright orange ball ...and the days first tears. Rf |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
"Was it eight years ago at the last funeral?" I'd like to see eight years between funerals; we've been to too many in these last eight; I figure time and tide are against me, though...you get older? You attend more... Good read, Robert. Thank you! |
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Robert Frazier Senior Member
since 2003-02-06
Posts 1014 |
Sunshine, I wrote this in 1990. Older now, and what you say is, of course, true. Too many to attend these days. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yes...sad sigh |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
nicely done Robert..sombre truths in the scenes..painted all too well in my own memory... |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Sad poem but very well expressed Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Landings New Member
since 2003-02-11
Posts 7 |
Very sad, but sad is always my favorite... I liked it a lot. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Robert, this was so vivid that it brought to my mind many of those that I have attended. You really captured the essence of these "occasions"! Warm hugs, EA |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Well done, Robert. Not an easy subject to write about. Part of this rang a bell with me, remember saying "Let's keep in touch, OK?" and 12 years later, I still haven't seen most of these people in person. Perhaps that's a sign they are all OK? Not. I just don't do funerals too well. |
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Robert Frazier Senior Member
since 2003-02-06
Posts 1014 |
Rara, I appreciate the thoughts. It was a difficult poem to write, indeed. At the time, I had not written much but love poems. It was also a huge departure of style for me - you know, what you're comfortable with. I wish I was different this way - so that I could be more serving to others - but, like you, I don't do funerals well. Rf |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"Didn't shed a tear Wish I knew him better And I sure missed my family their touch would save me The low sun screamed through the windshield as I discovered my sunglasses were at home in the other car So eager to turn north, toward home But for the next half hour of daylight I would fight off the bright orange ball ...and the days first tears." ============================================ Robert, your use of imagery is really outstanding..especially in this piece. You really took the reader 'there'. First class m'friend. ~Hugs~ ~ Trace my body with your words.. |
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garysgirl 
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Robert, as I was reading this, I could see the last two of these that I went to....last year. Sad, but a very talented write... "Love makes the world go around" |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
took me to the many that we have had to attend... written with just enough feeling M |
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