Ng Rippel Poet Tanka

About the Dead

pink granite headstones
white cross above resting bones
down with Davy Jones
ashes thrown to the four winds
places death’s journey begins

where their spirit is
under massive pyramids
led by Osiris
not toward the Pearly Gates
where just Saint Peter awaits

stored in a grotto
angels singing vibrato
chanting staccato
entombed under earthen mounds
where their artifacts are found

still and decaying
all said to be awaiting
the Second Coming
coffins into the ground thrust
the next stage in dust to dust

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

David Kavanagh January 7, 2022 at 1:43 PM Enough Dust NG and new stars are born, entropy is inexorable I agree, but only in a linear cosmos, this one is filled with a dark energy that’s beyond mind bending, I’m really not searching for hope just answers, and so long as they remain outstanding, I cannot make the final call, very enjoyable tankas, cheers David