Robert Green


All The Dead Day Long - Poem by Robert Green

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I lay cold and pale
In a casket made of wood
Six foot hole awaits
In a world I once stood.

Rat a tat tat
Pitter patter
Rain plays on the lid
Water splatters.

A lone mourner awaits
Cold at the graveside
Trees bent heavy with rain
Widows veil hides

A single tear on a bloodless cheek
Umbrella held high
Jet black raincoat
A young/old female sighs.

In the back of a black limousine
No flowers adorned
Last journey South
Body only loaned

Through the cemetery gates
Wheels soft on the loose gravel way
Mourner turns to look
Legs unforgiving sway

Thunder rolls
Lighting strikes
Her Red high heels click
Just as he likes

Tyres soft in respect
Hush the light
Dark clouds hover
Ravens take flight

His eternal tomb removed
On four shoulders an empty soul
Six paces only
Laid beside the open hole.

No word said
Lowered in deep
Pitter patter
Forever asleep.

Pitch black rain coat
With tissue to eye
The single tear drop
Now wiped dry.

Red shoes turn
And walk away
Only memories now
She leaves, never to return another day.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

a line from Dylan Thomas's Under Milk Wood. Inspired this poem.

Comments about All The Dead Day Long by Robert Green

  • Silver Star - 4,021 Points Valerie Dohren (7/29/2014 5:35:00 PM)

    A fascinating and unusual poem Robert. Red shoes for a funeral - very poignant. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 348 Points Poetheart Morgan (7/3/2014 11:05:00 AM)

    What can i say Poet.....is a stunning beauty.... She walks in Red shoes...Still? ? ? ? (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,276 Points Shahzia Batool (5/15/2014 10:57:00 AM)

    Very graphic, very sad...soulfully composed poem with visual images! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 159 Points Laurie X3 (5/14/2014 8:47:00 PM)

    Wow......what a picture this paints.....and it leaves me wondering exactly what their relationship was. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 10, 2014



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