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TIME CAPSULE

In the graveyard, a low sad sun

helps to reveal names on headstones,

green from time's dedication,

scrolled like a will and testament

or in bold font according to taste. 

 

"Departed this life"- the date obscured.

Bees choose life in the blossom;

while the old church, defending its faith

with custom, lurches into safe oblivion. 

 

I see a fresh headstone

with its neat rendition

"Forever loved, taken too soon."

A complaint to such as I stopping by. 

◄ TRANSMOGRIFY

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raypool

Tue 11th Sep 2018 21:41

Yes David. A matter of perspective, observation, borders, possibilities - all these things must bring to bear on any assessment, and I appreciate your own as you know.
Ironically, that line was just an illustration of what one reads on gravestones rather than a pointed reference to any bigger picture. But follow such things we do , and that is right for any poetry. We could just call it a clue....
I think taken as a given, the length of any life and its validity can never honestly be pinned down , except perhaps by the degree of grief it produces.

Poetry can be divisive, and also inclusive. Both need apply.

I need to get my coat.

Much appreciated. Ray

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raypool

Tue 11th Sep 2018 17:54

Hi Peter. I like your comment. I suppose my intention was that an inscription means so much at the time, and then becomes just a memory, given impact by the viewer.
Poignant of course. Thanks, appreciated.

Hi Marie. That's gratifying, thanks. I try to paint a picture!

Hi Hannah. I'm so glad you liked this. How helpless we are in the big picture.

Many thanks for the likes: Starfish (I much admired your profile poem!), Des, Anya, and Darren, cheers all.

Ray

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Tue 11th Sep 2018 09:04

'Forever loved, taken too soon'.

No one could wish for a better inscription.

Beautiful, evocative poem.

Hannah

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Marie Alyza

Sun 9th Sep 2018 22:03

I love the imagery on this poem. Thank you for sharing.

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Peter Taylor

Sun 9th Sep 2018 20:36

lovely poem, Ray, you written in like seaside rock through and through. I guess a complaint because the death was recent, hinting perhaps at violence or maybe illness at a young age?

An intended enigma......?

Great stuff, thank you.

Peter T

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