Emily D.

Emily D.

A Poem by Relic

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There's a big old steel gate around her grave,
But it makes no difference where she stays,
Dirt is dirt and clay is clay.
And no clock tells the time of day.

It's dark - it's deep - what's small will creep.
From the depths of soil on thee they heap   
As one takes the long nap in their plot,
Where quarters are tight, like it or not.

© 2019 Relic


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Gee
Love to read Emily D. Wonder what she'd make of the fuss(good) made over her work. Was she celebrated whilst still living ??
These words could well have been hers.
Hi Relic, hope all is swell in your world

Posted 4 Days Ago


 Relic

4 Days Ago

Thank you, Gee. I know there were many writers who weren't recognized until they died. As far as Emi.. read more
This reminds me of a quote by Authur Brisbane: "The fence around a cemetery is foolish; for, those inside, can't come out and those outside don't want to come in." The finality of it really gets to me. It doesn't matter how rich you, how successful you are, how popular, your race, sex, ethnicity … we all die. We die, and life goes on. Within a few generations, we are pretty much forgotten … dust. Death is the great equalizer. It's truly the only place where we find equality. All is calm and serene in a cemetery.

Posted 1 Week Ago


 Relic

1 Week Ago

Thanks very much for your interesting thoughts, Linda. :)
What stands out for me about your poem is what is NOT spoken of here. Taken literally, this poem could be about anyone. So I asked myself, why Emily D? I feel the reason might be becuz you were contrasting a small dark constrained space where her bones lie . . . with the (unmentioned in your poem) huge open-air space inside so many minds around the world where her words have continued to reside! I love V2, the way you describe one's resting place under dirt (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Week Ago


 Relic

1 Week Ago

Interesting review. Thanks Margie.
well lets hope only bones left

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


 Relic

2 Weeks Ago

I'd be surprised if it wasn't. ha
Thanks, Wordman.
 wordman

2 Weeks Ago

you`re welcome
An interesting little rhyming piece that seems to say that where she lays is of no consequence as she is dead and there she must stay! In a way sad as many now revere her since her passing and thus she walks beyond that grave.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


 Relic

2 Weeks Ago

Well said, John. Thanks.
Nothing tickles me more than a happy cadence in a sad line of truth weaved to sublime rhyme!

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


 Relic

2 Weeks Ago

I'm glad you liked it, Robert. Thanks.
Loved the rhyming in this. Many of ED's poems had to do with death and are brief, just like this one. Reflects the same outlook. Well done.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


 Relic

2 Weeks Ago

Thanks very much, John.
Powerful, heartfelt poem of the final resting place of death of a loved soul.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


 Relic

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you, Dawn. :)
Very good, shows how final death can be felt, but its wonderful her work will live on for millions.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


 Relic

3 Weeks Ago

I agree, Julie. Thank you.
A brief piece very well done in rhythm and rhyme .I think Emily D would be quite please with this one..nice work..

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


 Relic

3 Weeks Ago

Thanks very much, Fran.

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