Eric Cockrell

Cup Now Empty - Poem by Eric Cockrell

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 about Cup Now Empty by Eric Cockrell

  • Juan Olivarez (4/9/2012 9:52:00 AM)

    So much to see and do, so little time. Excellent poetry. (Report) Reply

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  • (4/7/2012 2:02:00 AM)

    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 (4/6/2012 8:31:00 AM)

    A beautiful haunting elegy. (Report) Reply

  • (4/6/2012 8:23:00 AM)

    Such words, giving out such wisdom; great poem my friend! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 6, 2012

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