Above Me - Poem by Bill Kamen
of forty years
All the things
On our 40th
and my wife
I had her
I boarded the plane
and found my seat,
then, asked the
where I could put my urn.
'I know a secure place
in the 1st class
On the flight home,
I thought to myself,
even in death,
she was above me.
Without a doubt you write the most surprising poetry.
You never know how it is going to end.
I love the minimalist approach you enjoy using.
Look forward to more,
Enjoyed this a lot... an interesting contrast between
the serious nature of the material
and the tone and light form used.
As Fish said... very different. Thanks for sharing.
Hi, Wk, I really enjoyed reading this.
I enjoyed the irony of the finish,
and must admit it brought a smile to my face, hope
that was something you anticipated.
Very nice writing, entertaining and yes, surprising.
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