Requiem mass

cemetery lane

in Earby

is an unstable track

 

pressing on one side

a dry stone wall

and the other

a row of poplars

 

the proud

tall ladies

glittering in slightest wind

were rehearsing a Requiem mass

at the open air concert hall

on the hills across silvery haze

 

accompanied by humming of

rustling leaves

with nettle and wild rose towers

clapping in perfect time

and miming along

 

the concert began

the ensemble taking stage

was welcome to a

thunderous applause

the mass was well received

concluded with a

standing ovation

musicians clapped the audience

 

the audience

who didn't

recognize each other

left along the road

where all that travel

are dead

 

 

◄ Spooked

Where do I begin? ►

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Abdul Ahmad

Fri 5th Jun 2020 20:21

Jennifer

Thank you for your encouraging comment on this poem.

Abdul

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jennifer Malden

Fri 5th Jun 2020 19:47

Loved the ' proud tall ladies glittering in slightest wind', as they really do. Very original poem.

jennifer

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Abdul Ahmad

Thu 4th Jun 2020 20:37

Mortimer

Your magnanimous comment on this poem is hugely appreciated.

Abdul

MortimerBlooming

Thu 4th Jun 2020 19:15

This really is quite out of this world Abdul

Mortimer

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Abdul Ahmad

Wed 3rd Jun 2020 13:41

Cynthia

Your generous comments are much appreciated.

Abdul

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Wed 3rd Jun 2020 11:24

I like your 'ideas' and I like your style, hugely.

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Abdul Ahmad

Tue 2nd Jun 2020 13:25

Po

Just imagine?
Thanks for the like.

Abdul

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poemagraphic

Tue 2nd Jun 2020 09:41

GOSH!

This is magnificent Abdul

Po

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