When I Die Poem by Diana van den Berg

When I Die



neither the sun
nor the moon
will notice
nor know
nor care

and all my years
and I
will be
obliterated
lost
washed away
like finger-writing
on hard, wet beachsand
as the wave returns

... not gone
but never was

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(7 July 2013)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Patti Masterman 30 July 2013

Touche. That's the rub (and that's the miracle that we are every day) . Not death- but that we never were; not the living, but the lost dream of a life. Good poetry always inspires more, I say! ;)

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Diana van den Berg

Diana van den Berg

Durban, South Africa
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