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The On-looking Gravedigger
Contributed by
StonedPoet777
on
Tuesday, 15th April 2003 @ 08:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Leaned against the wall of the mausoleum
Stained by rivulets of rusty flower-water,
A Hispanic fellow, shovel gripped casually
In his left hand, looked upon the procession
With a coldness in his gaze. He held his olive
Green hat in his right hand, the grave-dirt
Caked on its baseball-brim rendering to dust
In the sunlight, as he shooed away a fly. He
Leaned his head of thick, dusty hair against
The marble facade of the egg-crate/building,
While the brogue of an Irish Catholic priest
Quoted scriptures & the rites of the dead.
We stood and listened as the priest fumbled
Over the names of the deceased & bereaved;
The grave digger didn't snicker or sigh, he
Just looked on, his eyes slightly tilted toward
The Earth. The service wound down & tears
Fell more easily from the eyes of mourners.
Replacing his hat and righting his posture, the
Grave digger touched his forehead, his chest,
And then his shoulders. He approached a pile
Of earth, draped over with a sheet of faux-grass,
As the crowd finally faded & rejoined the living
World. Setting forth his shovel into the mound,
He recited Hail-Marys until the hole was filled;
Until he had performed his full penance for the day
And the earth lay even underneath his feet &
The setting sun rested low on the western sky.
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2003-04-15 08:05:00]
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Re: The On-looking Gravedigger
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by ladyfawn on
Tuesday, 15th April 2003 @ 09:17:14 AM AEST
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| ahh i love this, was totally enraptured and captured by the beauty within' ...and sorry about your grandmother, hugs nessa |
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