Tony Lane Poet Light Verse

Eulogy For a Poet

Burned the rim and the wind did swirl
Across the realm the flags unfurl
The watcher waits to glimpse redemption
Or at least the freedom of exemption.
Then headlong to complacency,
The poet seeks out vacancy.
A place where he can hang his head,
And wait until his words are dead.
What motivates his troubled mind
To leave convention far behind,
And push on stones until they roll,
To eulogize his sacred soul?
His words are called out after him,
Igniting pyres along the rim.
His embered ashes cascade down,
And singe the rooftops of the town.
In this way he is remembered,
As his words become dismembered.
Then feelings that his poems evoke,
Will fly away as wisps of smoke.
Until none read his words one day,
Then the long dead poet will fade way.

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Jennifer D'Andrea September 28, 2011 at 8:16 AM I'm glad i got to read your words before they fade - may they never. thank you.

Andrea Dietrich September 27, 2011 at 12:35 AM ps what is this one about a church builder called?

Andrea Dietrich September 27, 2011 at 12:34 AM sometimes I feel like this, Tony. that it is all for naught. I even wrote a poem similar to this one a long time ago! I really liked reading this. Luv, Andrea

Elizabeth Wesley September 26, 2011 at 7:09 AM But you will never fade. A fantastic write that can't find enough appreciation. I love poetry and this ranks right up there with the best. My day is off to a wonderful start reading this - to my favs it goes!