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Unpacking the Caskets


someone unpacked the caskets
at the cemetery
and laid the bodies face-up
on the lawn
where they now lie
as though they were sleeping
 
tomorrow the gardeners
who know the ropes
will be mowing around the bodies
and then they will desert them
for a body should not be
out of its box
 
these are the rules
nothing has changed
from the beginning
when people first buried their dead

 

Poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
  
More Sunday’s Whirligig #158
   
More Poetry Pantry #400 at Poets United

The Probability

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the probability
 
that she will be sleeping
 
when he comes
 
to bring her coffee
 
bleached white with powder
 
instead of cream
 
is great
 
he sees her lying there
 
in an impossible heap
 
of bones
 
her skin
 
stretched tight over her skull
 
and he wonders
 
if even as she sleeps
 
she can hear the birds singing
 
just outside the window
 
or the sound the bricks make
 
as they shift uneasily
 
in their bed of mortar
 
causing a startled raven
 
to slam against the house

 

Poem © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Poetry Pantry #297
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #54