25 September 2013

Bed of Moss (Memento Mori)

May I stay awhile with you,
as you lay upon that bed of moss?
Picture frame of a decades' rest
among the hush of the departed

(see, it will be just like that when you are dead)

I kneel, dappled with sun,
Tears and sweat my only choices
for caressing the stones, cleansing them
of desecration by leaf and mud
(you'll be over there, I'll be over here)

On the bad days, 
your silences louder than hell
On the good days, 
memories ringing of peace

(we just can't see each other)


  1. Painfully beautiful.

    (Been missing your words of late, Irish...)

    1. It is a memory I have been ruminating on for some months. Your description is highly accurate. As to my words, I have felt mute lately, not sure why. But I appreciate that you miss them!


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