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undercarriage:

Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I
you are you
Whatever we were to each other that we still are

Call me by my old familiar name
speak to me in the easy way you always used to

Put no difference in your tone
wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together

Let my name be ever the household word it always was
let it be spoken without effort
without the trace of a shadow on it
Life means all that it ever meant

Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight
I am waiting for you
for an interval
somewhere very near
just round the corner
All is well

Canon Henry Scott Holland, 1847-1918
Canon of St Paul's Cathedral

David In Indy:
Thank you for posting this, undercarriage.... and everybody!   :)

moremojo:
The winds out of the west land blow,
     My friends have breathed them there;
Warm with the blood of lads I know
     Comes east the sighing air.

It fanned their temples, filled their lungs,
     Scattered their forelocks free;
My friends made words of it with tongues
     That talk no more to me.

Their voices, dying as they fly,
     Loose on the wind are sown;
The names of men blow soundless by,
     My fellows' and my own.

Oh lads, at home I heard you plain,
     But here your speech is still,
And down the sighing wind in vain
     You hollo from the hill.

The wind and I, we both were there,
     But neither long abode;
Now through the friendless world we fare
     And sigh upon the road.

--poem XXXVIII from 'A Shropshire Lad' by A.E. Housman (1859-1936)

ranchgal:
I don't know, I thought about putting this in Ennis and Ellery, but then thought maybe here?? this is kind of greeting card stuff--no author is credited in the place I read it, but when I did  read it, it sounded so Ennis, both about Jack and even about Ellery, I thought maybe I would share it anyway.

If Tears could build a stairway
and memories a lane
I would walk right up to heaven
and bring you back again.

No farewell words were spoken.
No time to say "Goodbye".
You were gone before I knew it
And only God knows why.

My heart still aches with sadness
and secret tears still flow.
What it meant to love you
No one can ever know.

But now  I know you want me
To mourn for you no more.
To remember all the happy times.
Life still has much in store.

Since you'll never be forgotten
I pledge to you today
A hollowed place within my heart
Is where you'll always stay.


they are  putting that first verse on a "in loving memory"  Christmas tree ornament.
but they are sending the whole poem in the box, and it just sort of grabbed me when I read it.

twistedude:
I put Rou8's Pablo Naruda poem (page one) on "picture captions"--and someone said it was the most beautiful thing he/she had ever read...so I'm bumping this back to page 1...some great poems here.

I know...some of you just don't dig poetry, but for the rest of us...

Thanks for the beautiful stuff. The Naruda poem begins "I don't love you as if you were the salt rose topaz ..."

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