Mourning Flies Poem by Aria Ligi
Mourning Flies
Some held a mass at her grave-
Petals strewn on the mild lave.
Granite-rose a gray façade,
Interred within where she strode,
A feast of inclusion frescoes on the base relief.
Some held sprays dabbing eyes,
Faux fantasies & sorrowful byes;
Some held her in and prayed for their grief,
Clutching filthsome divots-
Clumps of glass moldered tears wandering ash.
Witticisms escaping lips- smiles twisted,
A dissonance consigned to the riddle,
Her desertion - her ranging from them all,
The self- flying free from her angry vexing pall.
An excellent, thought provoking addition to the elegiac tradition!
Well penned and exact tribute to someone no more in the earth, liked it, Congrats and thanks for sharing the poem with us
A poem reflecting the true spirits of a genuine friendship from hearty friend. Congrats for being the member's PoD.
I sense quite a lot of anger coming from this poem. Was the friend taken away too soon? Congratulation for being poet of the day. Thank you for sharing. And bringing to the light.
Aria, Congratulations on your poem of the day.. James McLain
Great ink for a departed soul. Emotionally powerful. Congrats for being poem of the day.10++++
This is an emotional portrayal of a dear friend's final parting. Thanks a lot, Dear Aria.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 12:02:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Such a heartwarming write, Aria....
Thank you so much.