Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, You Were Something Else

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone
You Were Something Else
By Kenneth Karrer

There is an awful comfort here
For souls in this
Place of pews.

Shared, silenced, sounds and
Final fulgurations emanate
From candles casting
Shadows
In the nave and on the
Altar.

Reflections now on who you were
And what you did.
Almost lost within the rites and
Eulogies,
But mirrored in the faces and the
Words that can't escape,
So unlike your soul.

It's strange now how you've evolved
Into a being
With a body that has twelve legs
And six clenched hands,
That gradually molts, sheds, and
Moves into the mystic.

Then cleverly you become
What we always said you were ... 
Something else!


Kenneth's poem Poetic Insomnia appeared at vox poetica as part of Contributor Series 6: A Currency of Words in September.

Posted by Annmarie at 12/14/2010 1:01 AM
Categories: today's words, Contributor Series 7
Tags: Contributor Series 7 Kenneth Karrer eulogy funeral
 

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