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Gravedigger and his assistant
“Come on, dig the grave much deeper. You always dig such shallow graves, and then the coffin is too close to the surface, causing too many cosmetic problems with the cemetery, never mind the vegetation.”
“Come on, now, Ralph.” The gravedigger drew a deep breath on his cigarette, preferring to absorb the nitrates as deeply as possible; he did not seem to care or notice how shallow his breathing had become over the years, a little too labored, a little too soon.
“I said, come on!”
Ralph grumbled something like not really my boss, while spitting on the ground. But he took bigger sweeps with the shovel. He dug deeper.
“Heard who we’re digging the grave for? Old Mr. Hines, the one who lived alone all his life and never came to the community gatherings; never gossiped, but those who claimed to have known him told tall tales of his younger years on a farm in South Africa.”
Ralph muttered “Good for him.” He dug deeper.
“Anyway, Ralph, looks to me he was a wealthy landowner in South Africa, accumulating much wealth after he served in WW II. Rumor had it though he lost almost all that he had because of a bribe necessary to keep him out of jail. He killed a woman and her small child. He killed them.”
The gravedigger lit a second cigarette. His talking seemed to distract him from his task. Ralph kept digging.
“Mr. Hines fled the country. Rumor had it he became a recluse, rarely seen around town. Please prepare the grave for a pauper, heh, heh.” The gravedigger flicked some of his ash into the opening in the thawing spring soil; he seemed to smile down at the smoldering embers as they hit the softening earth. Ralph kept digging. A soft rain began to fall, ever so gently. Their shoulders and the tops of their heads became moist, the raindrops reflecting the flickering dim light of the streetlights near the entrance to the cemetery.
“Alright, we’re almost through. Let’s finish up and call it a day.”
Ralph took a few more sweeps with his assistant’s shovel. He wiped his brow, and then attempted to dry his hand on his damp jacket. It was futile: he lifted his face to the drops and let the sweat and tears mingle with the rain. Tears he shed for his father, who died alone.
Tears he shed because his father is to be buried in this very grave.
A final glance, a grey yellow streak breaking up the heavy edges of the twilight sky, and the gravedigger departs.

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Sunsetting After Storms

ruptured skies embrace
shooting stars as violet seeps
into seams of earth 

as sunlight retreats
into milky ways across a
constellation night

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No Homecoming

No Homecoming
Memory flows like the wind through chimes
Of a love so sweet only a fool would not know
To remember forever the passing of a sublime
 Giving of a love so timeless, so bold

Perhaps etched in stone, a remembrance displaying
An imbedded longing, a need to take back
A life, ending so sudden and cruel, displacing
A hope, a promise not kept for a lack

Of a knowledge yet to be discovered
Despite for centuries past progress so swift
Has yet to seal a chasm, uncovered
Of a despair of loss, a smile to uplift

No broken spirit, however, ‘tis only body
Unscathed thy soul, a candle that burns
Within the reminiscing of truth not forgotten
A lover, a fool at times, yes, who still yearns

To trace his words, words under no pretense
Will give forth his mournful meaning
Flavored with life’s riches, bounty, a permeation like incense
Words etched with caution, for he hopes for this to be his dreaming

Fool cannot sustain his own life for
The grievance of his promise broken too soon
Through death a betrayal leaving fool forlorn
Yet was witness to a lover whose own devotion waxed and waned like the elliptical moon

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Morning Light

Morning light seeping in
Like a wisp of a breath
In winters frigid air

Spectrum of silver light
Like sunlit cushioned clouds 
Against paper-like walls

And shadows disappear
Quick, like snakes tunneling

Best Poems Written by Jennifer C

Dawn

Gravedigger

Sunsetting After Storms

No Homecoming

Morning Light