A mockery of life

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Death is a mockery of life

They who have lived it through, are dead

So what about death can be said

 It lingers in the living room after the funeral

 

They who have lived it through are dead

We do not speak of death too much

It lingers in the living room after the funeral

We try not to think about the lonely grave

 

We do not speak of death too much

It is always raining in the grave yard

We try not to think about the lonely grave

Where no one seems to be, but only was

 

It is always raining in the grave yard

Some flowers grow between the tombstones

As nature doesn’t care about it, live or death

Just carry on as usual

 

Some flowers grow between the tombstones

So what about death can be said

Just carry on as usual

Death is a mockery of life

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Comments on: "A mockery of life" (9)

  1. belfastdavid said:

    This is terrific Ina,

    I have always found this particular form extremely difficult but you have made it work really well.

    You so clearly have a love of language – it shines through

    Well done

    David

    • Wow, thank you very much! I do love to play around with words 🙂
      I did wonder if this is a real pantoum, as maybe I missed something, I just don’t have the patience to read all prescriptions! (working on that)

      • belfastdavid said:

        *Big Smile*

        That is you and me both not reading instructions then!! 🙂

        • Instructions! Not prescriptions 🙂 In a haiku for instance, you should refer to seasons. Not much fits in a haiku or you have to leave out all the’s, a’s and such.

          Instructions for verse
          are like ducks in spring:

          too much, too loud, yuck

          Hm. I doubt that would pass as a haiku. 🙂

  2. I love pantoums, and this is a very fine one, Ina – the ideal meeting of form and subject matter. Beautifully done.

    • Thank you very much! I had never heard of them till recent, and still not sure if I got it right, but if you say so… 🙂

  3. nicely constructed

  4. Well done. Sensitive subject.

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