OBITUARY

Standing at the graveside I watch the mourners come 
And weigh up the equations of my life’s eternal sum

They are certain in this moment that I am worth their pain
But will I, in the years ahead, walk in their thoughts again?

For I question, now it’s over, who will remember me
Beyond a brief dead end inscription on the thriving family tree

I must balance all the harm I did, against the good in small amount
And wonder if the love I spent will offset my account

I must measure all the laughter against a heart that’s dulled with tears
From chances I was given, that vanished with the years

I was every contradiction, every colour you can see
My choices at the Rubicon, come back to punish me

In the time I was allotted did I make a lasting mark;
Have I struck a light to guide me, through my own eternal dark?

Will my shadow pause a moment as they all turn away
And linger on a little beyond this reckoning day?

Perhaps the words I leave behind me are all I have to give
Now I am dead and gone, I hope that they can live

◄ WANDERING BLUE

I HAVE POURED YOU A CUP OF SUNSHINE ►

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Don Matthews

Sun 26th Apr 2020 00:34

So good Philippa....and I also liked the rhyming

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poemagraphic

Sat 25th Apr 2020 17:39

I have made friends with Anubis in advance, I don't want to leave anything to chance.

When it comes to weighing up my life I think I struck a balance.

Even if I do have nudge the fulcrum a tad on passing..

What a super poem this is Philippa.
Well done, a great read.
Po

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M.C. Newberry

Sat 25th Apr 2020 16:30

This well-constructed poetical "questionnaire" is very pleasing in its
considered content. It is a poem in the old tradition - with a message
that is timeless.
When it's time for every one of us to be carried to our rest
We can only hope it can be said we tried to do our best.
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John Coopey

Sat 25th Apr 2020 16:06

We are all “weighed in the balance” at some time or other; whether by those we leave behind or some higher authority. Let’s hope we all have more time left to add to the ledger. Nice poem, Philippa.

Avik Das

Sat 25th Apr 2020 10:36

A good piece of writing. Just makes us take a pause to look back and ponder over...... The Inevitable

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