Uriah Hamilton


Finish After Lunch - Poem by Uriah Hamilton

We have this hour
To light candles
And to open the widows
Invitingly to spring breezes;
After that, we have eternity
To shut our eyes
In windowless coffins.
Everyday our life
Flashes before our eyes,
We must find joy and wonder
Before the undertaker
Mindlessly considers us
Merely another assignment
To finish after lunch.


Comments about Finish After Lunch by Uriah Hamilton

  • (7/12/2006 9:48:00 PM)


    Truly expresses the saving grace of simply being where you are. It is inspiring. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/2/2006 9:44:00 PM)


    life.hmm. right now life is not looking so nice. but of course, death would also be worse. our real Life, though is sounding pretty good after this stupid one. I like the poem! thought-provoking. (Report) Reply

  • (5/1/2006 10:09:00 AM)


    this gave me goosebumps! so true but still morbid to get the point through! very well said!
    HBH
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  • Ernestine Northover (4/22/2006 2:43:00 PM)


    Now this is a super write Uriah, a cleverly put together story, flowing well and slightly humourous in a funny sort of way, or in my opnion anyway. Loved the read. Applause! Love Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

  • (4/21/2006 9:47:00 PM)


    Wonderful Uriah! Just wonderful! Sincerely, mary (Report) Reply

  • (4/21/2006 5:23:00 PM)


    Today is a fragile gift to be sheltered with both hands. Handle it with care.

    Warm regards,

    Sandra
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  • (4/21/2006 5:13:00 PM)


    Absolutely Uriah. I love your take the bull by the horns attitude in this poem. Life should be lived for sure. Sunny day ahead, I hope you have a great weekend, I certainly will. Tai (Report) Reply

  • (4/21/2006 5:13:00 PM)


    Very powerful words, Live for the moment, or try all that you can to do so, Love Duncan (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 21, 2006



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