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Mourn Tapestry

The icons are falling
As idols are rising
Perhaps for their gifts
Being spared coming rifts

For the poets we grieve
Are of this fabric's weave
They are this tapestry
The fibre of our society

And they have marked us so indelibly

Copyright © Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib | Year Posted 2017

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Afzal Nusker Date: 10/29/2017 12:02:00 AM Beautifully woven tapestry of words. A fav for sure. Login to Reply Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib Date: 10/29/2017 7:29:00 AM Thank you Afzal! I'm so glad you like it. A lovely day to you :) xomo!

Joseph May Date: 10/19/2017 6:25:00 AM Beautifully woven Maureen... Login to Reply Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib Date: 10/19/2017 6:44:00 AM Thank you Joseph :) xomo

Arthur Vaso Date: 10/18/2017 10:06:00 PM What a beautiful Tapestry you have weaved! Login to Reply Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib Date: 10/18/2017 10:19:00 PM Thank you Arthur :) xomo

Mike Hauser Date: 10/18/2017 8:00:00 PM So sad... Login to Reply Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib Date: 10/18/2017 10:18:00 PM xomo :)

James Swartz Date: 10/18/2017 3:01:00 PM A very beautiful piece Maureen. It's a struggle to watch when great ones leave us. You write to remember them. Login to Reply Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib Date: 10/18/2017 10:12:00 PM Thank you James, it is, I suppose such is the effect of being so affecting. xomo

Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib Date: 10/18/2017 2:22:00 PM RIP Gord Downie Login to Reply