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Corbin_Littell

the funural - Poetry Group

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all
hands
bury
the
dead
floating gently, oak creeps between hands and heads
a synchronized displays on cold cement
the great and final descent
the soul has fled and we pray
the chizzled letters contain a message
to weathered hearts in the soft summer rain
religious texts of salvation from pain
wash through the threads of graves and between
the faces in wings


Marina_Liesau
Posted

that's good


Melissa_Crocker
Posted

thats awesome your body to the poem has a strong message and your words resemble one true loss of a loved one


Ashley_Dinn
Posted

well writen


William_Becker
Posted

I like your poem and I like you.


William_Becker
Posted

I look forward to seeing more.



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