Thursday, November 5, 2015

Your Death…--By Richard Sponaugle--United States

Your Death…

didn’t bother me:
All things die
except those never born -
like pet rocks and dust bunnies.
Your dying young didn’t phase me:
You lived 50 times longer
than Summer leaves that ripen,
only to shrivel like prunes,
in the Winterish Autumn of their lives.
Your death from cancer never floored me:
It’s killed billions of creatures,
including puppies and pet bunnies.
At your funeral,
I celebrated your life and love,
’til your secret love
sobbed over your grave,
twice as loud as I ever cried.
Now he sobs and cries alone.

Richard Sponaugle was born 4-20-60 in Maryland and raised in Northern Virginia.  He received a BA from George Mason University.  A prolific poet and songwriter, he has been published in many venues.

3 comments:

  1. A very touching journey with different perspectives which I still ponder over (no mean feat!) thank you for your share today. Ralph.

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  2. Dear Poetry Friends,

    It is wonderful to see your ongoing support of Rick's poetry. He is a talented writer. I will send these comments to him.

    Blessings,
    Karen

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