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The Dear Departed

THE DEAR DEPARTED

His mother one day
Handed in her jewellery
At the manager’s office
And stopped eating
Unspoken words
Were presumably
Enough is enough

The Suicide Note: Senryu

THE SUICIDE NOTE

Not telling you why
One simple final act of
Passive aggression

Pledge: Senryu

PLEDGE

Just give me three days
If I’m not back in three days
You’ll know that I’m dead

Leftovers

LEFTOVERS

Trying to use up
These bits and pieces
She never finished

Cornflour
Paper tissues
(Bless you)

I don’t use much of either
See, me, I prefer cotton
Prefer wholemeal

It’s eighteen months
And there’s plenty left yet
She doesn’t need them now

Twaddle: Shadorma

TWADDLE

They talk of
A future, get us
Believing.
What nonsense!
For they may only surmise
As may we.

Epitaph

EPITAPH

Waste then no precious time
Worrying if your epitaph reads
Etched in gold on black marble

…….A LIFE IN RETROSPECT
A DISASTER FROM BEGINNING
………………TO END

For you have another ever in mind
You’ll take to the grave and beyond

…..WHEN YOU TAKE RISKS
…..THAT IS WHEN YOU FLY

Chain Saw Massacre

CHAIN SAW MASSACRE

A tiny whisper
Once there was a forest here
A silent teardrop

Passing The Time: Shadorma

PASSING THE TIME

Sits around
Waiting to peg out
There’s some past
Some future
The in your face presence
Spent unravelling

Genocide: Senryu

GENOCIDE

Awakening is
A slow and cloudy process
Let’s hope we have time

Merry-go-round

MERRY-GO-ROUND

This same old same old.
Born, child, youth, adult, old, dead.
Always different though.

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