Rachel Kovacs | + Follow Poet |
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Ashes To Ashes

From ashes
she rises, 
absolving
cleansing, 
face, hands, feet.
Four months, 
Ten days, 
She mourns.
She weeps.

She clothes herself now
in an adornment of white
bowing privately, 
praying fervently, 
as bitter fumes
of acetone
seep beneath the door.

Her source is god.
Her destination is god.
She pleads with god now
for peace
As men mix and pour
A holocaust
Just outside her door.

Her sisters wail.
They bathe her lifeless arms
And shroud her
as Iris Albicans- 
Exotic, 
Fragile, 
Pure.

The imam, he stands, 
Praying silently
As men convey her
towards Mecca.
From ashes to ashes
And dust to dust.
From ashes to ashes
And dust to dust.

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Rainbow Promise Date: 12/10/2017 9:55:00 PM Good description of the memory of a Loved one that passed on. Hope you heal with time. Sorry for your loss. Take care. RP. Login to Reply

Poet Destroyer A Date: 5/11/2013 9:34:00 PM Rachel :-) Congratulations with having your poem Featured this week. Have yourself a wonderful and lovely Mother's Day. Lots of Luv & Hugs *Linda" Login to Reply

Vince Suzadail Jr. Date: 5/5/2013 7:49:00 PM Different faiths hopefully will one day unite ending the extremism that exists today. Login to Reply

Tanya Harrington Date: 1/24/2013 1:29:00 PM To echo Carol: yes, very touching and sad...well done. Tanya Login to Reply

Carol Eastman Date: 1/20/2013 3:18:00 PM Touching... and sad... Login to Reply