Best Buries Poems

Who Buries the Sparrows

Who buries the sparrows
soft wings gone silent on the wind
mourning choir diminished by one.

Who weeps in the shadows
matchbox casket tissue lined
quiet tears at life’s passing.

Who scans the heavens
knowing one will be missed
by the many at sunset.

Who could be touched
by the weight of...

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I am not a geomancer
but I do sometimes read earth 
on a new grave,
how it struggles to represent
even though it’s thrown haphazardly;
yet still, let the wind, sun and rain
shape it and it becomes a tale told to a deaf man -
eyes go deeper.
Pity that we...

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Beneath a callused skin of light
the hunched and mustered
clap a prayer between a leaking sight.

It is the earth that mourns itself,
whether baldly thrown or loamy laid
the silent soil repaints its sullied shrouds
far beyond any atoning sorrow,
or cooling heart.

It is none but a laboring pity
to lay...

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