i tried to find your grave today
but i could not
locate the place
so this small stone will have to do
to mark my remembering you
the sun was high at noon today
i trod alone
that barren place
the shadows clung close to their stones
like puppies to their chosen ones
What a beautiful poem, Bobby. Did you write this?
ReplyDeleteAnne
Dear Anne,
DeleteThanks for your kind comment. Yes, all the poetry and prose on the site are by yours truly. And most of the photography.
Check out the novel-in-progress, would love to hear your thoughts.
Regards,
B.R.
Such a great, thoughtful piece. It made me pause to think of my late brother and late hubby. Very touching.
ReplyDeleteDear Winnie,
DeleteThank you so much for your kind comment, and sharing how the poem prompted your own remembrances.
Please stop by again, and stroll around the rest of the blog.
Have a good weekend - out of the heat!
B.R.
I just started looking at the poems on your blogs ... just read three so far --- I didn't know you wrote poetry! All are nice, but this one really moved me and touched my heart - it really captures the moment and the emotions! The picture that you chose to put with the poem is perfect too.
ReplyDeleteWow. Thank you!
Dear Kathy,
DeleteThanks for dropping by and thank you for the generous comment. The photo is from the July 4 attempt I made to find Charles' grave site. The sun was almost directly overhead - and very intense. The glare on the top edge of the old tombstone was as brilliantly white as the white stripes of the flag.
Hope you make this a regular stop.
Regards,
B.R.