Cup Now Empty Poem by Eric Cockrell

Cup Now Empty

Rating: 3.5


the body lowered in the grave,
has nothing left to say.
and the list of things to do,
falls from the dresser to the floor.
yesterdays, all that remain,
tomorrow never came.
both the candle,
and the book of matches,
turn away!
the lips set firm and cold,
never to kiss again.
eyes closed and locked like doors
that no one has the key to.
the heart wrapped in brown paper,
put away in a forgotten closet.
and the smells and tastes of dreams,
cannot bring life to silent bones!
what is done is done.
the brook turned quiet,
the pine tree weeps.
and the cawing of the crows,
haunts the dreamless...
the cup now empty!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Juan Olivarez 09 April 2012

So much to see and do, so little time. Excellent poetry.

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Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 07 April 2012

There is a two lines poem in our Native language Tamil, which says, that this world is so proud to say that those who existed the previous day, are no more today. It is shocking to read that the cup is now empty...very sad..

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Martin O'Neill 06 April 2012

A beautiful haunting elegy.

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Smoky Hoss 06 April 2012

Such words, giving out such wisdom; great poem my friend!

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