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The Web Poetry Corner - M A Heathcote - An ode to my grandmother

An ode to my grandmother


M A Heathcote

A week from death: Here lies
The mother of my cries
A week of heinous lies
Spoken in hellos
And not good-byes
A week from death:
The cloak of life
Falls, bereft
The pulse of silent surrendered breath
In hope never ending
In words that are formed
Like crusts of bread
Floated in the mouths of the living
It is said:

We all converse with the dead:

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