Tomb
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Poetic Form: Rhyme
Inspired: 2024 March 07
Image: Burial at Sea by Ashes on the Sea
"Let the sea be my grave and the crest of waves my monument," ... by the Poet.
As winds embrace a mound of cold in distant view where life unfolds,
and flowers bloom in colorful rows as a rising sun beams rays of gold.
In papered wraps of roses red, aroma scents passed slow paced treads
as stoic faces don on lower heads and exchange of words is softly said.
A crowd now gathers and surrounds a place of open earth rest a mound
a remote tree lone chirping sound near a granite stone by dug-up ground.
A final place of solemn rest this be, up on the hill above the bustling city,
where down there once a time lived he, a self-made man built an industry.
Through years of labor and little rest, he drove and won over challenges,
and faced his opponents and addressed, where victories confirmed winning passages.
Though the workplace may be it seems--it's his home where lies his dream,
family values were the worker's theme for he's a man who errs he'd redeem
Tears that had shed enough--shed more, tears on faces that never shed--ignored,
tears were endless for those he cared for, a smile on one, for kid's sake he adored.
She then stood up by a casket side, she said, "Though he may not be inside,
his car was found in the bay outside, for days they looked, and looked and tried.
We'll bury this casket, we know for whom, lay down all of these colorful, beautiful blooms,
the wreaths on the truck you rightly assume, will be placed down the bay ... his watery tomb.
Copyright © Hilo Poet | Year Posted 2024
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