I'm sorry it is a recurring theme, but I have to get it out of my system!




WHOSE WILL BE DONE?

 

 

Between the blades of dewy grass
Mingle the particles of fresh dust
Their colour bleached to grey.


A bird descends and pecks for food,
Finding nothing it ascends today

Climbs higher than the trees, away.


Weeks go by without a soul
Tending the ever growing grass.


I chose that tranquil spot
For them to be blended in the soil
That many years before received
The bleached grey dust of her lover.


The years will effectively combine
Them in the soils embrace and then
She will be lost, untraceable,
Indistinguishable, they will become one.


My parent's will be done.

 

 

© Griffonner 2025





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Written on 2025-03-04 at 18:14

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Editorial Team The PoetBay support member heart!
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2025-04-21


Marie Cadavieco The PoetBay support member heart!
Your last gift as ltheir offspring...to do their will. To ensure they are totally together.
The perfect environment, without disturbance. Beautiful.
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2025-03-15


MIRZA AHMER BEG The PoetBay support member heart!
the music in this poem is so melancholic ,brings tears to my eyes
2025-03-07


D G Moody The PoetBay support member heart!
A good poem Allen, and it took me a second reading to understand what was being deposited there.
2025-03-06


Ray Miller
Good poem. I don't quite get the relation of the protagonists to yourself, sister and her lover? Anyway, it reminded me of certain passages by Dickens or George Eliot.
2025-03-06


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
It is the child that fulfills the parents’ final wish, as it should be. The texture and color of your words make this vivid, very nearly tangible, and genuinely poignant.
2025-03-05