Fringes.

A look at what the mind focuses on in a funeral home, well at least for me, those damn fringes will haunt me forever.

Silly, unusual little things those golden fringes,

No purpose albeit granting life to a mere breeze,

These are a dirty gold old in the way things are,

Still they add colour to a room where memories freeze.

 

Why dark brown of all colours for the last style,

Such an ugly way to dress up or down or at all,

Knotted wood is never used to caress ones shoulders,

Bangles and ornaments don’t hide fashions fall.

 

To make matters more washed there is the lace,

Yes lace to cover up from toe to neck all clothing,

Off white and layered the dogma of every sheep,

How surrounded we were to this painful loathing.

 

Now there he is in his coffin all lace and dirty brown,

Covered in his last vessel before heading to the hole,

Ah yes the fringes now I see the add delicate pattern,

A comfort of sorts to guard one’s eyes or his soul?

Author's Note

x I love you all x

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Your words. Real life and you take the reader with you. Last vessel we must go to. We hope they find better place. A powerful poem dear Thomas. I was glad to find your words on the reading board. Always a pleasure to reads your work.
Coyote

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Thomas.

[Paul Bell]

Spot on. Death brings out everything it really shouldn't.
You notice things that are totally irrelevant. But at that moment in time, they mean everything.
Don't know how many times I've walked away weary and wondering.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Paul.

[Alfred Kukitz]

i watched mom & dad until the breath was still. they entered a new life which will serve them well.

your depth takes me into my own grave.

regards,
al

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Alfred.

[Cherrie Palmer]

It's hard to comment on funerals. I have/had a large family and have escorted most of them to that fringe. Either the mind is blank and hovers above that fringe or all at once it sees it.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Indeed Cherrie, thank you.