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Graveyard Bog


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JK.Leahy© picture of Wagang Village Cemetery, Lae, Papua New Guinea. Taken on 2/10/2015.

 

Graveyard Bog – A poem JK.Leahy©

The engine roared

Wipers squeezed

The rain splashed

and the tyres spun

Mud splattered

The night tensed

Beyond forest dense,

crosses stood tall,

like ladies in a ball

Peaceful they laid,

beneath the earth

As the sky opened,

the earth drank more

And as the car grunted,

the spirits flighted –

in the graveyard bog

(A true story.  My car was bogged in the cemetery a few nights ago.)

Brother – Poem


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My brother – JK.Leahy drawing©

 

Brother – Poem JKLeahy ©

In her blood – I she bore

The umbilical cord, your core

A chance life, you survived

I called you brother

 

Independence gained you

And took you a long mile

Long enough to hide your smile

The umbilical cord severed

 

The distance held you prisoner

But kept you alive in memory

When I called out – “brother!”

Wind chimed in wide yonder

 

You found family in strangers

Where freedom was faltered

Death sought your surrender

Our hearts mangled forever

 

( On your 40th Rivona)