The Key to His Heart is Rusty

He watched the cremation through glassy eyes
Scratched out words now erased entirely
Curds and whey down his shoulders
Pray out loud as the ashes drop
Cloud of verbs dissected
Herbs collected

10 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. itspak1
    Dec 14, 2011 @ 12:46:20

    Good post… Just killing some time rubbaging around and found your page. Great looking website. I’ll have to add the page to come back and see what’s new. Cheers


  2. ManicDdaily
    Dec 15, 2011 @ 07:26:33

    This is a very thoughtful and original poem. The herbs–the curds and whey–are very mysterious and beguiling in the midst of the cremation, etc. K.


    • wordcoaster
      Dec 19, 2011 @ 12:32:14

      Thanks! Glad you found it intriguing instead of frustrating. The key to this poem is that it’s written about burning love letters of a deceased loved one.


  3. Jennifaye
    Dec 15, 2011 @ 13:16:02

    “Cloud of verbs dissected” — brilliant words.


  4. Zoe
    Dec 16, 2011 @ 04:43:36

    Hmm… very, very good. Curds and whey and clouds of verbs dissected were flashes of brilliance.


  5. The Purple
    Dec 23, 2011 @ 02:45:36

    love the shape, powerful message.

    Happy Holidays….
    I know you write stunning Haiku, welcome sharing with us,
    1 to 3 or more are welcome.
    no theme.
    Hope to see you in,


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