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Funeral for a friend

December 4, 2009
By ConstanceScott BRONZE, Marion, South Carolina
ConstanceScott BRONZE, Marion, South Carolina
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I can smell it
The morning dew among the midnight lilacs
The presence of death on the dawn of a Sunday
Pervading everywhere

I can hear it
The church bells toll on this dim day
The wind ceases to blow
And the roosters are silent
Hushing everything

I can see it
The blinding tears within the crowds
The clouds that embrace
And the roses that swoon
Bleed red upon the tomb

The author's comments:
I am kind of into the dark side of life. I like writing about the bleak nature of human beings and their experiences. This poem is just an example of that.

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Sarbear GOLD said...
on Apr. 2 2010 at 8:30 am
Sarbear GOLD, Milan, Ohio
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Favorite Quote:
--Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away from them and you have their shoes.
--When life gives you lemons, squirt them in people's eyes.

this is dark, yes, but it is so beautiful. you have honesty in your writing and i like that. check out some of my work too :)