Lovely Lamentations

Painting by Stanley Dorfman


Lovely Lamentations

Yes, from half way around the globe
condolences come, on pigeon wings,
in cloudbursts, at 3 am when only the
disturbed are watching the telly, on
the whiskers of the red Tom tabby
who sits out in your garden on
Tuesdays, from the toddlers who
wiggle with hope for their own
future as the perambulators roll
on parade across the square.
A beautiful friend, a dear woman
has shed this lifetime, yes , that
mortal coil old Willy wails about,
and it is good that you are touched
and smeared with sadness, yet
your poet's eyes still see more
than the landscape out your window,
and beyond the veil.

Glenn Buttkus September 2010

In response to the incredible prose left over on Friko's Musings