Poetry Blogs (epitaph)

all that is Left

blue blood
red heart
standing apart
from your peers
persistent
commoner
for the
common good
on picket lines
on marches
in support
of the oppressed
anti-war
anti-Thatcher
may your soul rest
in the peace
that you sought
never
to be forgotten
forever
to be remembered
and grieved
for there were few
as honourable
and noble
as you
Brother
as you
exit stage...

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From Virginia

He sat and watched them

draw from pipes of bone and clay,

eyes closed in peaceful

meditation. Cast in clouds

of bittersweet transcendence.

I sat and watched him

turn into a hollow man,

wrapped in shrouds of grey.

His constant, shuddering, barks

cough your epitaph, Raleigh.

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