Coming and Going
by Roberta Gould
Death is coming and going
carousing around or lingering
A face in the sky watches
smiles, knowing
this, too, is passing
All flags and storms
are no more than this saying:
Breathe. blink, pause,
follow the sound of your heart
still beating
patterning the morass
and chaos
©Roberta Gould
Thursday, September 25, 2008
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