Black Eyed Susan Poet Shape

Time Heals All Wombs

time heals all wombs

                                    at 
                            
                             your funeral

                      the priest babbles on

                              while you 

                                    lie 

                                  there

                              motionless
 
                             I watch your 

                           tiny headstone
 
                                  weep 

                               in the rain


7/15/11

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Kabuteng P.Ink K. July 21, 2011 at 10:31 AM This sure is very creative,Susan :) starting from the title to the concept of shape poetry-- a very good write, sad yet truly stayed with me...

Amanda Moore July 18, 2011 at 6:17 PM This is wonderful Susan I love shape poetry, I have done a few but this is marvelous! I can hear the rain smacking the tarp covering the attendants of the funeral, I can smell the wet rain so this has imagery for the eyes and the senses!

Andrea Dietrich July 16, 2011 at 3:33 PM wow, what an interesting title to put on this one. One day this person will have another child it tells me. VERY nice.