Andrea Dietrich Poet Kyrielle

Dust To Dust

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust -
All mankind to their fate are led.
To face it - though - each human must!
There’s no need to pray for the dead.

Like motes of dust or grains of sand,
God’s children, through his worlds, are spread.
We wither but we go on, and
there’s no need to pray for the dead.

Yes, truly, I believe that we
one day will be where angels tread
to live again eternally.
There’s no need to pray for the dead.

Death takes our loved ones like a thief.
Pray for those whose tears are shed,
who must go on despite their grief!
There’s no need to pray for the dead.


March 25, 2017 for the Dust Contest of Shadow Hamilton

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Debbie Duncan April 24, 2017 at 6:36 PM We're all going back to dust. Beauty Of Poetry is 3 up from The Trouble With Trolls Massacre :)

Freddie Robinson Jr. April 2, 2017 at 2:36 PM A spiritually deep poem, Andrea. You know what to breathe creativity in so many poem forms. You are a true poetic talent. Very thought provoking poetry. Love and hugs to you, dear.

John Michaels April 2, 2017 at 5:49 AM A well-crafted and thought-provoking piece, Andrea. Regards, John.

John Lawless March 31, 2017 at 8:30 AM A very nice treatment of the form Andrea. The repeated line grows in intensity as the simplicity of belief expands itself. Nicely done

Paul Callus March 27, 2017 at 3:07 PM Yes, Catholics do believe in praying for the dead, in redemption for their earthly sins. Independently of this, I believe that we'll all get what we deserve!! Regards // paul

Daver Austin March 27, 2017 at 11:57 AM Another great piece by the incomparable Andrea. I agree with you completely, although Paganini, the great Italian violin virtuoso, used to play for the dead in the cemetery. Love, daver

Matthew Anish March 26, 2017 at 7:16 PM In the Jewish religion there is something called Kaddish which is recited after someone dies. You might know that already. Thought provoking poem. Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Joseph May March 26, 2017 at 6:55 PM I think it's a Catholic belief ... after this life is over no prayers can help us..

Joanna Daniel March 26, 2017 at 9:54 AM I agree with you here, Andrea, the last stanza is the truth:)

Lynn Marie March 26, 2017 at 3:44 AM Wonderfully expressed Andrea :-) I agree with you wholeheartedly. Suffering is amongst the living. There is a great movie 'Defending your Life' with Albert Brooks and Meryl Streep. It's a comedy yet very wise. Would be a good one to 'snuggle' and watch in your cool 'basement'...lol blessings, lynn

Cheryl Hoffman March 25, 2017 at 9:57 PM I understand your logic too because our fate is already determined right after we die…great poem Andrea and good luck in the contest!~Che :) Andrea Dietrich March 26, 2017 at 4:14 PM EXACTLY, but my Catholic friends still wish for prayers for the dead!! So strange how we differ based on religion.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 25, 2017 at 8:33 PM I see your logic, well penned, extremely well penned Andrea ;) 7 & good luck in the contest! xomo

Doug Vinson March 25, 2017 at 7:55 PM Nice, Andrea. : ) While the message is not unhopeful, I do feel a vengeful rhythm throughout. Andrea Dietrich March 25, 2017 at 8:09 PM someone asked me to pray for a dead person and I said I did not do that sort of thing and it led me to write this poem. I think we are all better off when we die,even though I do not look forward to dying. I think those of us left behind are the only ones to really suffer.

Phil Capitano March 25, 2017 at 7:51 PM Excellent Andrea...indeed, dust to dust. Good luck in the contest.