Remembrance/ Memorial Day

XXXXXXXXJUDGEMENT DAY AGAIN: 9/11
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Last week the trumpet sounded
its bereavement,
a piper unfolded Amazing Grace
as Clans paraded in their kilts
before the tapping drums,
shepharding widows and children
and the bearers of the empty coffin,
as if there were a body within.
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The widow wants closure
after endless sifting of dust
and prayers to find a bone
that says, this was he.
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Let's bury his blood,
stored away for when need be.
We'll drip it into a clear glass vial,
top it with a faceted crystal,
place it on a satin comforter,
seal the casket's lid,
so it remains at peace forever.
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The place of rest
will bear his name on granite.
The widow has a spot to whisper now,
and the drop of red
that lies inside the coffin,
is safe
to never spill as blood.
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from: Two Ghosts/ Poems

Fortune Telling

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxA DECK OF CARDS
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I open the Enchanted Deck,
revealing
The Key To The Kingdom.
Touch the top card,
turn it over
to glimpse the nine of Red Hearts.
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Love is here right now.
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The back of the cards,
in black and white,
show a lady spider
eating her mate.
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I shuffle fifty-two widows,
fan them out.
You choose three
to find your fate.
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A man who is King of Spades,
loves music and power,
will shower you with offerings.
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The young man called Jumping Jack,
The Red Heart,
has to be careful
not to burn himself out.
But being of fire himself,
he will always rekindle.
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Queen of Hearts,
here you are at last,
your beauty ever rising.
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Wisdom floats around you
like the white feathers of your soul.
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from TWO GHOSTS/ poems