I look down upon the remains of my life,
lying like so much meat, on a stainless steel table
covered with a three hundred and sixty thread
white Egyptian cotton sheet.
My arms cross folded across eternity;
the smell of formaldehyde intercedes
with what seemed for the moment
like the perfect dream…..
2008 © on the eve of my 60th year
Had to chuckle at this one.... So True..... As I have been on that table before.... Bonnie
Sharp witted, and well written! Keep on Keepin' on! Darlene
Beautiful poem.....Life is so fast, Its always seems like yesterday...Happy Birthday!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yesterday is gone and today has come may the joys what seemed for a moment-- let them be forever ++10 anjali