Monthly poem - December
They put it to bed tenderly as nursemaids,
bent to its immense weight
with stooped backs
and implacable hands.
They hauled it over humps and planks
with a crowbar and trolley,
they eased it to the head of the grave.
The mix was wet,
the concrete footing in place
and the Forest of Dean stone tipped in
with ease and grace.
Bounded by grief,
translated by deep-cut letters of love,
carved into and dancing over the stone face.
Jehane Markham is a true poet...
her poems glow like impressionist paintings.
Love wells up out of Jehane Markham's
work... it made me cry.
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Sixteen Sunsets - Poetry meets the Blues
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