"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
— Eckhart Tolle

Sunday, October 3, 2010

A funeral~sunday scribblings #235 flashback/ poets united #11 poetry pantry

As I sat in the pew,
while they prayed for your soul.
To be delivered from evil.
flashback
I knew not my lines in this life.
I looked at your body, covered in a shroud
of fine wool tailoring, a matching silk tie.
flashback
Powdered skin, blushed cheeks.
Unlike you in real life, to me frightening, surreal.
Cold to the touch, a dreaded kiss on an icy cheek.
flashback
An obligation, we must say goodbye.
We shall dance round the pyre ...
It’s just a flashback
Posted by flaubert at 11:08 AM

21 comments:

  1. Understanding AliceOctober 3, 2010 at 11:16 AM

    I liked the pace and darkness of this poem, and great for the sunday scribblings prompt!

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  2. MaryOctober 3, 2010 at 1:56 PM

    Funerals are very hard, and no one ever really looks as they looked in life. Your poem captured that!

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  3. Carrie Van HornOctober 3, 2010 at 3:41 PM

    Pamela this poem is powerfully sad, yet beautiful. Funerals i have had my share of them as so many have...as Mary said they are very hard...

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  4. WeaselOctober 3, 2010 at 5:27 PM

    You've captured the feels of funerals very well. Great work! =)

    -Weasel

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  5. DasuntouchaOctober 3, 2010 at 5:57 PM

    ...An obligation, we must say goodbye.
    We shall dance round the pyre ...
    It’s just a flashback    ...

    ...yes indeed.

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  6. Diane TOctober 3, 2010 at 6:10 PM

    Pamela, always hard to say good-bye, but it is something we must do. Not easy.

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  7. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallOctober 3, 2010 at 6:12 PM

    awesome piece...Pamela,
    so sad views in this case,
    lovely job.

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  8. anaOctober 3, 2010 at 8:33 PM

    A surreal feeling to this! Such a sad piece.

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  9. Kerry O'ConnorOctober 4, 2010 at 9:15 AM

    It is very difficult to put into words the thoughts that flash ( and flashback) across the mind at a funeral, but you have done it so well. A very empathetic write.

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  10. flaubertOctober 4, 2010 at 10:36 AM

    Thanks Alice!
    Pamela

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  11. flaubertOctober 4, 2010 at 10:39 AM

    Mary thanks and I attended my first funeral when I was five years old. So I tried to capture how I felt at that moment. Which is still quite vivid. Something like that can stay with you for a life time.
    Pamela

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  12. flaubertOctober 4, 2010 at 10:40 AM

    Carrie thanks and yes they can.
    Pamela

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  13. flaubertOctober 4, 2010 at 10:41 AM

    Thanks Dasuntoucha!
    Pamela

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  14. flaubertOctober 4, 2010 at 10:42 AM

    Very true Diane.
    Pamela

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  15. flaubertOctober 4, 2010 at 10:42 AM

    Thanks Jingle!
    Pamela

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  16. flaubertOctober 4, 2010 at 10:44 AM

    Thanks for visiting Ana!
    Pamela

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  17. flaubertOctober 4, 2010 at 10:44 AM

    Kerry thank you!
    Pamela

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  18. RiikaInfinityyOctober 4, 2010 at 10:57 AM

    I feel like I just went to one a moment ago, perfect writings :) the sadness is all within.

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  19. flaubertOctober 4, 2010 at 12:20 PM

    Thanks riika!
    Pamela

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  20. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallOctober 4, 2010 at 8:48 PM

    http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/10/poetry-potluck-natures-elements-air.html
    Greetings!
    It is Monday again, I sincerely invite you to join us for a Monday Poetry Potluck party, bring in 1 to 3 poem treats to share via the link on the top! You could use an old poem.

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  21. EllaOctober 4, 2010 at 9:19 PM

    The thoughts that arrive while reading it penetrate your heart!
    Well Done~

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