Departure - 2009 Discovery Collection

A poem found in a folder of my works from 2009. While not the best piece of writing, its an important part of the journey https://thepoetarmistead.weebly.com

He lies so very still upon
The white linen sheets.
The muscles and joints
Locked into a cast iron
Ridged bodily form.

Breath on hold and
Lips iced blue.
A peaceful look upon
His departed face
Sadden loss to all.

A golden wooden box,
In which last goodbyes were said,
Before their mourning
Wake for the departed's
​Departure.

Reviews

[alanwgraham]

I like your poem A L. You have given us what seems like a very objective description of the departed with some strong poetic descriptions - muscles and joints locked into cast iron and lips, iced blue.
Hope you are still writing! I'm struggling a bit with inspiration just now.
All the best,
Alan