Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Trumpets

Staccato breathing
Ears reverb bursting
The fanfare begins!
       Funeral march
Streamers of gold!
       Waves of dusk
Avenues of petals!
       Lashes of rain
Mirth garbed in regality
       Dismal visages in black
Man of cloth, under bramble-arch
       Ancient father, enveloped in gray sky
"We are gathered here today"
"To join-
       "To lay to rest..."
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1 comment:

  1. Orooj-e-ZafarOctober 4, 2015 at 7:23 AM

    I may be in love with the way you're ending these. So clever!

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