A Life

Sky
What she did so long ago,
Or didn’t do, we now don’t know.
   She tripped some dudes and others who
With twisted true-false love were bled.
By some stone of one marked dead she stopped
   When all that no one knows of her was through.

Linked to dVerse Poetics where Laura Bloomsbury offers the challenge to imagine the life of a deceased person. I imagined the lady in Longfellow’s In the Churchyard at Cambridge.

Old Stones

Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

33 thoughts on “A Life”

  1. Bravely, you suggest the deceased was no saint. That seems to be what’s left out of eulogies and chiseled into tombstones…Jack Pratt was an asshole, and no one misses him.

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  2. kaykuala

    She tripped some dudes and others who
    With twisted true-false love were bled

    One can hoodwink surreptitiously but something undeserving will eventually be known to those around

    Hank

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