Return

Can they not return,those much loved dead
Who leave such empty spaces in our hearts
Which like the hearts of mothers,fathers  bleed?

“Ash to ash” is what the Priests have said
But there is still a soul, a living part
Can they not return,those much loved dead?

 

Why will I not walk into the dread
Without a map or any kind of chart?
Why not trust the Word when all was said?

And so I linger late, without my  bed
Hoping  for a vision,for a start.
Can you not return,oh, needed dead?

Let us  bless the water and the bread
Bless us all before we too depart.
Why not trust the Word and what was said?

Now the holy banquet is prepared
The vital clue is  all our food is shared.
Can they not return,those much loved dead.
Ease the hearts of  humans as they bleed?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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De Beaulieu Avatar
October 3, 2017 at 12:19 PM
I read this poem several times and each I did i enjoyed what I read. have a nice day my friend.
Braithwaite Avatar
November 2, 2018 at 2:28 PM
Thank you so much,Darlene
Evans Avatar
September 17, 2017 at 2:53 PM
Good poem. Villanelles are great. I like the line "ease the hearts of humans as they bleed". Thanks for sharing..............peace!
Braithwaite Avatar
October 1, 2017 at 5:41 AM
Thank you so much,Richard.I've been ill and didn't see your comment before.
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