David Burton Richardson

(13 January 1961)

THE LONG DARK SLEEP


Deep down in Deaths dark depths of sodden soil
Of Bodies decay that speak no more
Words that talk upon the Stone
And echo loud upon the Wall
Dark deep depths of silence Black
And dank dark memory of Ashen case
And silence Black so deathly Black
And Soot like Soil that clings like Plague
And within the Earth our Souls must whisper
Of long past voice and bitter haste
And we must go to that sleep so pure
That long dark sleep of Blackest slumber
And time will end and we must go
And Nature takes a final bow
That lurid Green of sickly glow
Then loving words of droplets deep
We bid goodbye and wish them well.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Edited: Friday, July 26, 2013

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The recent death of my Father has had a profound impact on my Poetry

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