Head throbbing with
an inner knocking
and coffee sliding
down like
someone’s died,
the sunflowers
dance around me
in strangely cool
winds of a steady
summer rain
as I try desperately
to define the
abstract sadness
hanging heavily
around.
Willing this
intrusive pain
to dissolve in the
static of emotional
white noise
fails me,
as some emotions
aren’t soluble in the
deepest reaches
of mindscape.
They take root,
growing limbs and
creeping tendrils –
I navigate
around them
denying their
existence even
while they
break through
the meniscus
of thought,
blanketing the
waking world with
the leaves of
formless sadness.
Everything
everywhere
reminds me of
who and why it is,
the persistent ghost
of disappointing times
unlikely to leave
until it’s given
a proper burial
and paid its
proper respects –
because life
and people
and places
are never perfect
but everything dead
deserves a funeral.
Renee Novosel
All Rights Reserved
Copyright 2014
Wow this was dark and absolutely beautiful. Brilliantly written. ❤
Thank you so much, darling!
‘Everything Dead Deserves A Funeral’ might be a tattoo of the future.
Fantastic! Thank you so very much. 🙂
Really loved reading this, well done. I’m off to read more of your work, thanks for the follow!
Yay! Thank you likewise. Enjoy your day!
Have a great day as well. 🙂
I had to read it twice because the first time I was just lost in the flow of it! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!
Thank you very much!
That was great! I love “the persistent ghost of disappointing times”…..Its s novel title Renee
Oh my it is … so Tom Robbins. Thank you for planting the seed!
Totally liking it and what it says about how we can easily be forgotten by the time of our death. No one should be. Thank you for saying so in this.
Thank you for reading!
My first time checking this out bravo… Your words flow eloquently.
Thank you, darlin’!
Loved this, and particularly grabbed by “the persistent ghost; of disappointing times”
Which is inspiring some more words in me…
Thank you very much!