She sat on the moth-eaten couch.
Rheumatic Legs,
Frozen by the news.
They were to go shopping.
The wreath remained
unpacked- paper, hiding
its purpose.
knock
They brought, a box and a letter,
in their best black
and sombre expressions.
Muttering an apology,
they laid it down,
with a little salute
and left.
tears
Broken spectacles fogged
with memories
of life,
she placed the wreath,
decorated fancy,
with Christmas joy,
upon the flag-clad box-
a coffin paperholder*.
*Graham Greene, The Comedians
Rheumatic Legs,
Frozen by the news.
They were to go shopping.
The wreath remained
unpacked- paper, hiding
its purpose.
knock
They brought, a box and a letter,
in their best black
and sombre expressions.
Muttering an apology,
they laid it down,
with a little salute
and left.
tears
Broken spectacles fogged
with memories
of life,
she placed the wreath,
decorated fancy,
with Christmas joy,
upon the flag-clad box-
a coffin paperholder*.
*Graham Greene, The Comedians
3 comments:
First two parts are nice. The third needs a little reworking - right now it's trying a little too hard. It's pretty ob by the third section that it's death and a funeral, so let that section state less and reflect more.
If you know what I mean.
good one...
@Koggax,
How does this version sound?
@Arbit,
Thanks :)
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