Tuesday, December 27, 2011
When I am Gone
When I am Gone
When I am gone, my life bereft,
lying eternal in the ground,
will my bones be all that's left,
beneath the stone and earthen mound?
Lying eternal in the ground,
at last, to shed my human skin,
beneath the stone and earthen mound,
I dwell the forest, deep within.
At last, to shed my human skin,
covered by the scattered leaves,
I dwell the forest, deep within
the arms of grand and mighty trees.
Covered by the scattered leaves,
my eyes, now glimpse your pallid face,
in the arms of grand and mighty trees,
entwined, my love, in your embrace.
My eyes, now glimpse your pallid face,
will my bones be all that's left?
Entwined, my love, in your embrace,
when I am gone, my life bereft.
(trying my hand at another pantoum for dversepoets.com open link night)
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Oh, that was excellent. I was just contemplating this today as I watched a show on parallel universes. It sort of changes my whole view of the death process.
ReplyDeletelove how you write the forest into these serious questions of life...
ReplyDeleteThe cycle of life in what is a hard form
ReplyDeletesober tone to this reflective piece... nicely done.. I love the ending embrace
ReplyDeletegreat job with the form and I enjoyed the movement and feel of the the topic.
ReplyDeletenice...i love nature and to be entwined with that forest in the afterlife sounds like a lovely place for me...
ReplyDeleteWonderful pantoum and such appropriate reflections for the end of the year...consistent with your blog title. :0)I enjoy your poetry. Victoria
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful pantoum - the peom flows perfectly.
ReplyDeletelife is temporary, live it wisely.
ReplyDeleteVERY HAPPY NEW YEAR-------------