at a funeral


  • Death
  • ,
  • Loss
  • ,
  • Sadness

    at a funeral


    with sorrow adorned
    the mourners come to mourn...

    upon a pedestal a casket sits
    through the air the silence drifts
    draped with roses as red as blood
    with razor thorns not meant to cut

    down the face a make-up smear
    abstract painting made by tears
    men hold back as women weep
    wiping tears from their cheeks
    with a swipe of their sleeve
    the men control the tears that creep

    upon the silk an idol lays
    from this world he has escaped
    in a coffin of lacquered black
    a skindred statue placed on his back

    a tranquil look upon his face
    finally devoid of any pain
    on this day he appears to sleep
    and finally looks to be at peace

    in my head i hear a song
    a baritone singing strong
    i close my eyes as echoes dance
    and put me in a placid trance

    the song i hear is just for me
    a calming voice that brings me peace
    not a sound for all to hear
    within my head ringing clear

    to pay my last respects today
    ive closed my eyes to find a way
    and as i slept its come to me
    at a funeral in a dream


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    susanismith commented on at a funeral


    This poem left me speechless...Bravo!!! Great piece!



    thank you for taking the time to read...

    Madelynn commented on at a funeral


    Rich in realism, and deep in the minds scape. Yes, this is the ceremony we all must visit at some unpredictable time in our exsistance. Yes, these are the 'gatherings' that we always seem to remember so vividly.-you, however, brought a new aspect to the ritual; in every event of death we accompany- we ALL self-reflect, and we all have to quietly swallow the truth: one day that porcelein-like face we gaze at, will become us. These are the facts that decorate our subconscience. The truths that find us, even in our dreams.-Greatness is yours, Dano.;)peace,Maddi



    thank you so much maddi...

    MarionYost commented on at a funeral


    Damn, THAT'S Talent. great job hun. As always. I enjoyed the read. All the best -Marion-



    thank you marion

    WordSlinger commented on at a funeral


    I admire your deep writes, you can tell that you really feel the world around you, ty WS



    thanks word for stopping by and commenting

    Teardrops commented on at a funeral


    the poem is awsome the way it is . I can see all you are discribing you have taken me into your dream . A 10 for me great job Marie



    thanks again marie for reading and commenting

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

    Dano’s Poems (150)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    from an angels view 19
    searching the darkness 10
    a letter from santa 14
    thanksgiving (acrostic) 12
    the depth of... 11
    ive wished 7
    absentee 12
    this is... 13
    a journey into the dark 7
    the cold of november 14
    your voice 12
    the yin to the yang 14
    twisted 9
    autumn 14
    i think it happened again 11
    luna~tic 19
    the darkness 13
    a blinding eclipse 16
    the universe... 18
    the wind of sorrow 14
    my sorrow weeps 16
    where but the dark... 12
    immortal kiss 47
    in a darkened room 17
    our mother 7
    within these flames 12
    nocturnal (acrostic) classic rock 7
    behind wrought iron bars 25
    what i write (part 2) 8
    today 17
    the world in grey 6
    the reality of... 5
    in the shadow of a mountain 6
    nothing will ever be the same 10
    of cemetary dreams (and nightmare scapes) 12
    next to a bed... 18
    but... 15
    at a funeral 12
    seventeen (acrostic) 11
    the fortunate one(s) 7
    what did i do... 24
    ashes to dust 45
    dancing in the moonlight 14
    disempowering the pain 14
    the butterfly 10
    what i write 14
    sorry (i killed the after glow) 11
    the humidity rises (an erotic tale) 9
    pieces of light 8
    the sad pumpkin &... 9
    my face 12
    for a long time... 14
    (an explination of) distractions 6
    tell me... 6
    the charelston cookie tin 9
    silent self destruction 8
    exposed 13
    the means of the day (a true valentines poem) 2
    a poem about nothing... 8
    blood bleeds black 7
    dissecting myself 3
    i will be just fine 3
    the stacking of bricks 3
    the complexities of depression... 4
    spirits & ghosts 3
    **random chaos** 2
    bloodlust 3
    ...somethings missing... 2
    15 years... 3
    beauty sleeps entombed (parts 1 & 2) 3
    **untitled** 2
    the overstuffed closet 3
    the candy dish 2
    anxiety speaks 2
    **untitled** 2
    myself and the light 6
    the fog 2
    fire and tears 3
    cerebral meltdown 3
    sometimes i wish... 1
    drawing strength from a starr... 2
    **untitled** 1
    the flower garden 3
    nature... 1
    reaching out 2
    the dark and the light... 1
    the insistent demon 2
    sorry... 3
    forgive me lover... (parts 1 & 2) 2
    im so sorry... 3
    **no title... just random thoughts** 1
    to eternity... 2
    winter wind whips... 1
    tired 2
    lucid dream 1
    the rains came... 2
    the mourning light 1
    another jagged pill 1
    i just cant... 1
    burning within 4
    inside of me 1
    projected pain 1
    the night... the dakness & the truth? 1
    panic 2
    the mourning fog 1
    when the fires burn 1
    through the night 1
    shadow casts 0
    a mournful rain 1
    i cant protect me 2
    my comfort place 0
    an echo shifts 1
    the monster 2
    welcome to my life 0
    the past is alive... 1
    ... 1
    standing on the edge 2
    my smile... 1
    anxiety 2
    my reality 0
    another view... 0
    untitled... 0
    jagged pill 2
    in the dark 1
    what to do 1
    how can i... 1
    life... 3
    a crust of pain 1
    keeping me weak... 2
    my dark world 3
    another night of wondering 2
    in the attic 4
    i hold most dear 2
    the me inside of me 2
    another day 1
    dreamed in a dream 2
    a year in the life (dealing with death) 1
    i look... 1
    where my secrets are kept 1
    a mouthful of words 2
    i will not fear (when my eyes are blind) 2
    i am aware (i'm already dead) 7
    standing in the silence of my own shadow... 3
    a blinding dark 1
    growing pain 3
    the longest of nights 5
    ... 7