At her funeral
wondering between hymns
whose turn is next
At her funeral
wondering between hymns
whose turn is next
Empty bus stop seat
Mrs B____ deceased
Vacancy
Dropped dead behind
the mower grass
untouched growing
Dead mother’s words
spoken by another
Stronger or weaker?
If your dead
call the shots
are you alive?
Dead crow’s
feathers a
dustier black
Dead crow’s eyes
glittering
from elsewhere
Moment by moment
living and dying
Each and both
Every day
Dawn Noon Dusk
Birth Life Death
The final death
the memory
Last trace
The second death
the burial
Last light
The first death
the physical
Last breath
Saturday afternoon
News of a death
Another friend gone