Monday, October 08, 2012
Is there peace under the stones
we casually wish peace
we say rest in peace
when someone dies
we speak of passing away
of going to the other side
of ascending to heaven
our hope inside
is there peace under the stones
the words we say a prayer
yet if we believe
they are not there
they have ascended on eagle’s wings
sitting in mansions in the sky
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October 8, 2012
inspired by readings at Poets’ Corner
monthly poetry reading,
at the Suncook Senior Center
October 1, 2012
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death,
decay,
face,
Faith,
family nature,
God,
imagination,
Martha’s Vineyard,
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Portsmouth NH,
Raymond A. Foss,
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