Today I walked through the cemetery of my childhood
of all life stories encapsulated there.
Friends and neighbors
inscribed on theses stones;
A card catalog
of stories one can no longer check out.
Ancestries long buried in dust
some lost in time;
Yet the stones live on
calling for recognition from the living.
Today, as I walked
I remembered friends and neighbors
who shaped my life
with their smiles…
I think to myself
“I’ve got friends in low places…”
I must be getting old!
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Today at d’Verse, Peter asked us to consider beginnings and endings in poetry. We are looking at how the lines flow and how endings are used to punctuate what we are trying to say. He gave us five things to choose from as we write our poems. I tried to incorporate some of these in my poem today.
- how and where to end that line
- endings as quotations like The Golden Shovel form – where one poem quotes another
- endings and beginnings – verse forms that loop and repeat
- underlining your endings, and
- surprise ending
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This was inspired by reading Derrick Knight’s post: Return To Brompton Cemetery – derrickjknight