In lieu of flowers
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#posts #poetrythose placeholders for unspoken
sorrow, please send instead
the first sunny morning in spring
when mist evaporates like breath
as buildings and smiles are preserved
in amber. Send vivid, realistic dreams
where you reunite with long dead
friends who embrace you and laugh
and ask 'Why you are so distressed,
can't you see everything is fine?'
We will accept the sudden shock
of diving into a still lake
on a drowsy gold afternoon,
an accidental graze of a hand
that transmits sparks and even
a fleeting glimpse of a buzzard,
hovering beside the motorway,
so still.
Thank you in advance for your
moments, all anyone has to give.
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