Timothy Mcguire Poet Free verse

Eleanor

Eleanor cleans the church
Wednesdays, Sundays
And after weddings on other days
She sweeps up the rice
Remembering her own wedding
So many years ago
She is lonely
Her husband was killed
In the Vietnam war
And her children
Never call anymore

Father McKenzie reads from
A tattered yellow sermon
For the few old people 
Who straggle in
With their sins
He is lonely
And has little to do
He prays to God
To take him home
Now they tell him
Eleanor was found dead in a pew


Eleanor Rigby Who was she Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jerry T. Curtis
8/12/19

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Lindsay Laurie August 15, 2019 at 11:15 PM G'day Timothy … loneliness can be such a sadness, and in a situation like Eleanor's it is the comfort of a routine within the church that kept her a step away from total depression - thank you Timothy - Lindsay Timothy Mcguire August 15, 2019 at 11:17 PM So very true. All of us hide in our work from time to time to escape.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 13, 2019 at 7:27 AM So sad! :o Timothy Mcguire August 13, 2019 at 10:35 AM It is Maureen, the song is very sad.There are s lot of lonely people out there. That is why we need to give kind words to folks whenever we can. <3

Line Gauthier August 12, 2019 at 7:03 PM Wow - that is quite the saga. Love it. Let me put the box of tissues away. Timothy Mcguire August 12, 2019 at 8:01 PM It is a sad song. Thanks Line

Jan Allison August 12, 2019 at 5:41 PM aww what sad imagery Timothy I do love the song which inspired the contest:-) hugs Jan xx Timothy Mcguire August 12, 2019 at 6:11 PM Me too Jan. It is really a sad song though. The contest asks for who Eleanor was and she died in the church. Thank you so much for the comments.