Friday, May 13, 2016

Gemini Ink Writing Lab - Week #11 - Death

Engaging the Active Imagination: Writing as Activism

Writing prompt
  • Write what you would lay to rest

Poem: Summer's Afternoon Dirge (draft)

In a house of wailing,
the walking stick taps out
a rhythm on the chapel floor,
drowning the sound of wounded cries.

Weeping, we march down the aisle
to offer our phraseless laments
deemed no match for the sorrow
seated in the front row pew.

Death sought standing room only,
and our blessed hands dipped
in the fountains of holy water
could not console.