Juliet Ligon Poet Rhyme

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Thinly lined eyelids seal the window to his soul.
His cheeks sink in, countenance concealed and dull.
His still lips wrinkle down to a frown, without tone.
With undoing infirmity, his breath has turned to stone.
Feeble flesh has overtaken the strength that he knew.
This mail order cadaver looks nothing like you!
In this velvet-lined box an imposter is displayed!
Daddy, where are you in the midst of this trade?



11/13/19

Writing Challenge 2, November - A Poem Meaningful

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Na Na November 20, 2019 at 6:02 PM Congrats on your win Juliet Juliet Ligon November 20, 2019 at 10:46 PM Thanks, Gregory.

Constance La France November 20, 2019 at 3:56 PM Juliet congratulations on your win in my writing challenge! Juliet Ligon November 20, 2019 at 10:45 PM Thanks, Dear Heart.

Connie Marcum Wong November 18, 2019 at 4:16 AM Funerals are very difficult, to see your loved one looking so different. They put a fake smile on my grandfather and we were all so upset over it. Your poem expresses that kind of anguish so beautifully Juliet. Sorry for your loss. xxoo Juliet Ligon November 20, 2019 at 10:45 PM Thanks, Connie. Sorry for your loss. Poetic hugs.

Silent One November 17, 2019 at 2:21 PM I can relate, my dad died 9 years ago and he was looking nothing like he was.. he was a big strong man, former wrestler and bodyguard.. cancer killed him in the end... great poem.. Juliet Ligon November 17, 2019 at 11:42 PM Thanks, Silent One. I'm sorry about your loss. Bless your heart and poetic hugs.

Andrea Dietrich November 17, 2019 at 10:30 AM Juliet, I just read your comment to Sandra. My dad passed away end of June this year. I too experienced this surreal feeling. His body was SO thin. His face nothing like he looked when I had gone to visit him a few months before that time. He looked attractive,but just not HIM. So sad! And good descriptive writing. Juliet Ligon November 17, 2019 at 11:41 PM Thanks, Andrea. Sorry about your loss. Sometimes poetic hugs are not enough, but I offer them anyway. Hugs.

Sandra Adams November 14, 2019 at 11:23 AM very powerful image unfolding...my mom looked nothing like herself... excellent penning my friend... hugs :) Sandra Adams November 14, 2019 at 7:33 PM sorry about your dad as well...my father passed too, but his wife had him cremated as they lived in florida and had his ashes sent up here for burial, i did not get to view him but was graveside when his ashes were buried... they never look the same in the casket so maybe it's good i didn't see him...that vision is still strong isn't it? i don't think we ever forget... hugs Juliet Ligon November 14, 2019 at 4:49 PM Thanks for your comments, Sandra. Sorry about your mom. My dad passed away 11 years ago, and the feeling of looking at him in the casket was so surreal, like it wasn't even him. He was once athletic, but deteriorated quickly in those last years. He also smiled a lot, but the cadaver showcased the opposite.

Line Gauthier November 14, 2019 at 10:14 AM Powerful, Juliet. Well penned. A FAVE for me. Juliet Ligon November 14, 2019 at 4:45 PM Bless your heart, Line. Much appreciated.