Sea of Obituary

Neville

Sea of Obituary

  

Fragments of obituaries

Cloud my vision

And  

Since they come in

Waves

It feels a little bit like

Drowning

This should never be

Not in 2020 surely

 

It is though darling

And yes

It will be even when

You eventually open

Your baby blue eyes

Look behind

Those death certs honey 

There are bodies

Piled outside capitals

And they are everywhere

 

London and New York

Are not exceptions

Mass graves and fire pits

Are in vogue as summer

Beckons

And welcomes all

Cautious visitors

At least those wearing

Gloves and face masks

To the twenty first century

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 18th, 2020 01:16
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    A sensitive write Neville. As a 'plague' the virus is like The Black Death of around 1348.
    One would think we have moved on, as a civilised society. Yet what is civilised about the 'wet markets' where this all started?
    In my mad moments, I say 'I was there of course, and survived it in 1348 '. Well, I was there in 1066, so......

    • Neville

      thank you for your response to these words... these are indeed difficult times... much appreciated

      Take care,

      Neville

      • orchidee

        Were you there too in 1348 - in facetious moments? But who would want to be there?

      • Michael Edwards

        Just read dusks and now this one - both really great writes and now I need a laughter tonic - I'll try to keep all mine in the light hearted vein.

        • Neville


          I know precisely where you are coming from Michael.. thanks for visiting this sombre scribble...

          Neville

        • Fay Slimm.

          Any description of manifold deaths has to be powerful and this force comes from your lines like a dirge of reality - - we are faced with viewing the unviewable and you took up the reigns today my friend. May we keep taking care and bearing the brunt of planet-abuse results - - at least that is the way my humble mind see it............... x

          • Neville

            Nowt wrong with your eyes dear Fay.... thank you for viewing this morbid scribble and your valued contribution to this page....

            Neville

          • FredPeyer

            Sad, but true, Neville. These are tough times, but as always, we will overcome.

            • Neville


              That's the spirit sir... many thanks are on their way to ya write now....

              Neville



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