Bri Colorful

Spanish Moss

Posted on: March 6, 2010

I wrote this poem while reflecting on the experience of attending my husband’s grandfather’s funeral in Florida. My husband has been close to him all his life and he was the one who sealed us together.

Following the procession to the site
The lawn, a crowd of regal figures tall
From which hangs beard or flowing apparel
All seems dim and gray, even the light.

A gentle current sails ‘long lacy drape
To grace the pale, wrinkled cheek in death.
Before his court, the king lies without breath;
a void; an empty shell leaves love agape.

Why at this sad occasion are there blooms
of brightest hue, of lighted face?
It does not seem to me to match the pace.
Side each other: death, life, happy gloom.

The good king only sleeps, God knows.
For us the King of Kings once rose.


2 Responses to "Spanish Moss"

That’s quite beautiful Bri. Careful, your soul is showing 😉

I’m a soul on the sleeve kinda gal. 🙂

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