With No Reply

With No Reply

A Poem by R.E. Ray

With No Reply

 

At first glance, I believed she was plywood,

one of those cutouts fixed to a picket,

shaped and painted to look like a gardener

kneeling in the weeds.

 

She’d always been thin and angular.

Winter and angst had revealed the veneer,

the adhesive separating more each season,

composite material becoming compost ~ again.

 

Proximity brought her to life;

a warped woman, cedar bark on her knees,

her cigarette & gin breath leaking out,

turning the poppies toward his granite head.

 

I waved at her from the fencerow,

where cypress & rust met an acre of sunflowers.

She didn’t reply.

But a cemetery is a strange place for a first

Hello.  

© 2020 R.E. Ray


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The way you described her is far from romantic... but who cares about romance? It appears that she had a strong influence on you... the cemetery is indeed a strange place for a first hello... and a last goodbye. It's Ok.
Are you a dendrologist? because you seem that you know much about trees.
aand thank you for sharing.

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

R.E. Ray

1 Week Ago

Thank you for your review. No, I’m not a dendrologist. Other than birds, trees are my favorite nat.. read more
Lale

1 Week Ago

That is weird indeed. Good idea writing about it.



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We often "live out" poems; however, we don't always realize it and are, almost never,
able to capture them so clearly, completely and stunningly.
You've created something quite remarkable, here; something almost mystical.
Merit--at the very least--a small wave of recognition, yourself.

Posted 5 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

R.E. Ray

5 Days Ago

Thank you, Jimmy. This one was inspired by what I observed at my last visit to Arlington National .. read more
perhaps she was the ghost tending to her loves grave:) I like the feel of this one Mr. Ray a taste of melancholy macabre

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

R.E. Ray

1 Week Ago

Yes, sir. That's the picture. And, it's based on a personal experience at Arlington National Cemet.. read more
Robert Trakofler (Bad Bunny)

1 Week Ago

It is awesome
The way you described her is far from romantic... but who cares about romance? It appears that she had a strong influence on you... the cemetery is indeed a strange place for a first hello... and a last goodbye. It's Ok.
Are you a dendrologist? because you seem that you know much about trees.
aand thank you for sharing.

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

R.E. Ray

1 Week Ago

Thank you for your review. No, I’m not a dendrologist. Other than birds, trees are my favorite nat.. read more
Lale

1 Week Ago

That is weird indeed. Good idea writing about it.

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