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She Speaks For the Dead

A pleasant, relieving 
sadness fills me 
as I pass in the shadows
of gravestones. 

The mockingbird 
on high alert 
speaks for them,
in the night's deepest hour
its chirps are variations
of lives once lived.

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Duke Beaufort

Date: 3/23/2024 6:57:00 AM

Laura, I had to check this out first before reading the latest. It's only a kind and thoughtful heart that would contemplate lives gone and express sadness in the way you have here. It makes me think about my relatives now no longer here.

Tom Woody

Date: 3/22/2024 5:40:00 AM

Awesome Laura. Susan Manley just posted a brilliant poem featuring a mockingbird. Ok let me read your follow up...

Stephan McBride

Date: 12/13/2022 5:58:00 PM

What saddens me my friend is seeing these walking with grave stones on there backs , instead of the cross on there backs. This is what got to me in the poem new humanity He gave me,. I have this vision in my mind and no matter what they don't see they are walking in blindness that leads to death. Only God can reveal this I have learned, I was definitely walking in blindness as we all are until God shows us different and dwells within, much love to you,

Stephan McBride
Date: 12/13/2022 6:00:00 PM