Friday, January 09, 2009

LXXVIII - Grave Warning

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My original illustration was portion of a starkly striking photograph by Larry Usselman
As this was copyrighted, I have replaced it by one, fittingly, from The Morgue File

Laura Jayne at Pictures, Poetry & Prose poses a daily writing challenge.
The prompt for this poem was “Worn Graves”.


Grave warning

Moss covered,
Overgrown,
Resting place,
Name unknown.
Crumbling marker
Of crumbling bone.
We are but actors in this place, a brief cameo before the curtain’s drawn;
It’s a sad truth we all must face, The end begins the day we’re born.
So while you’re here, your life embrace: Who will remember us once we’re gone?
Father, son,
Sister, brother;
Loyal friend,
Loving mother,
Neighbour, mate,
Secret lover.
Life is fun,
Life is toil.
Laughter, tears,
Midnight oil.
Sadly missed,
Sent to soil.
Moss covered,
Overgrown,
Resting place,
Name unknown.
Crumbling marker
Of crumbling bone.

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© J Cosmo Newbery
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22 comments:

  1. Very nicely done. I often don't like this style of poetry. But this one was right on.

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  2. OK... Wow. Not only are the words amazing, the configuration is fantastic. You, sir, are an artist. A crazy, wine-soaked, wonderful artist.

    PS... stop what? ;)

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  3. Chris & The Grandpa: Thank you.

    Diane: (blush)

    Lee: I'm sure that could be rhymed with 'take your chances when you see'em'.

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  4. Cruciform... very clever; and I like the word play on the prompt. As in the tick tock poem, the rhythm of the short lines measures out the passing of time. Very nice.

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  5. Sometimes I think it sad to see crumbling gravestones. It makes be wonder who they were and what their lives must have been like.

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  6. Splendidly done, as always. :)

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  7. J.

    Great work...if you are not already, someone needs to publish your work.

    Dan

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  8. incredible. excellent.
    i think i'm repeating myself. again. and again. and again.

    i second dan. you do need to be published. provided that youll inscribe a copy for me of course...

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  9. I LOVE reading your stuff!!!

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  10. superb! i love the formatting of the words too. i like the living mosses claiming the stone.

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  11. i just noticed on your sidebar the explanation of the poetry duel - and the underdog took the prize? helluva dog, that K9. but i believe he needs competition to do his best work.

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  12. Dan Felstead and justsomethoughts: I was similarly encouraged to publish a book of my Nigerian Letters. I did. Self published it and sold a few online, via my sweetchillisauce.com site. (Boneman has read the book and said kind things, bless him.) None of the people who encouraged me to do it bought a copy. So I'm understandably wary but greatly flattered by the suggestion.

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  13. Chickory: Yes, K9 is an exceptional dog. And yes, competition is a great strop for any sharp mind.

    All: Thank you for your encouragement.

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  14. strop. new word for me

    excellent poem my good man. you published a book of your poetry? i'll buy one!

    i believe i spotty 'ol percy out and about this past week.

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  15. er........."spotted"

    PIMF!

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  16. K9: No, it was a collection of correspondence between myself and Nigerian conmen.

    Yes, I look in at Percy's Original Faith blog occasionally but only in a lurking role. Religious debate is not my thing generally.

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  17. K9: When Paul Hogan was younger, and funny, he had a sidekick who was known as 'Strop'. I associate it with the leather strap on the back of old world barbers, for putting a keen edge on their razors.

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  18. I think this one might be my favorite of all.

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  19. So enjoyed this one. Especially here where it is as you intend in the shape of a cross. Wonderful.

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