Under Epitaphs
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Saturday, December 2, 2006
Here lies I as an 'Epitaphs’,
Dying-me-another-death.
I cannot keep a thread
Interesting to the end,
I guess I live under epitaphs…
Here dies this oldering ‘Epitaph’,
Living-me-another-breath,
I cannot keep a thought
Interesting to the end, anymore,
I guess I am an epitaph….
Just the opposite
Of what I once sought…
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 12/2/06
love Tinka
still in precision of every engrave...new with creativity! No moss grows on these rememberence letters when it uncovers the quill of the soul...
Boy this got me thinking deep...
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
A most thought provoking poem with crisp cutting precision and clarity. . . good writing. Lately I hoped you had moved to a brighter place, it's just because I have a need to visualize you basking in positive thoughts. But every reality is full of importance and no matter where your words pour from, they are powerful. You're an amazing writer. Appreciatively, Linda