The Departure - Poem by Flencirose Basera
Each mind embroiled in thought,
Of things not said,
Of feelings shared.
The cat darts across the road,
Lined by trees and flowers.
Dull and eerie.
Denoting the end.
At this end of a season,
At the beginning of autumn.
I envisage carpets of multi coloured cosmos,
That give colour to the grey, stone cold.
People gather around,
Black silhouette figures,
Trying to have a conversation,
Whilst stepping on the gloriously coloured autumn leaves.
Silence as we walk behind.
Solemn faces all around.
The silence broken by a 'John Denver' song.
Then the Poem 'The Going'
Stifled sobs erupt,
Through the courageous stony faces.
As the man of clothe honours,
Our cries, our losses in our hearts.
The curtains close,
As we watch tears rolling.
The separation that is final,
Send shivers in my spine.
We stand in groups.
Comforting and consoling each other.
A loss that is forever.
Will be remembered by falling autumn leaves.
Golden yellow, brown leaves,
Wind fervently blowing.
Bringing drops of rain.
And we scamper to our escapes!
Farewell my dear,
The journey we walked together.
Will remain imprinted in my heart.
A song that i will sing forever.
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