DE MORTUIS NIL NISI BONUM (2)
Where buried dead lie undisturbed
their phantoms mute and long interred
the untruths spread by men by word.
Yet solemnised in oaths observed
the rumours cast by mouth preserved,
the ancient tales now unopposed.
As labours of the choir heard
distracting thoughts their tongues deterred,
the moving fresh grey clay observed.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The second variation of the poem published yesterday.
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The undead are stirring, marking the time of a new beginning. Sounds about right to me, this write. A thought provoking piece, Michael!
Thanks Louis - never talk ill of the undead - appreciate the comment.
They rising from the dead? Well, that's supernatural. I don't mean 'undead' or zombies. My aim is to snuff out Halloween! heehee.
Rising from the dead - I do that every morning - recall you doing that back in 1066 with a glass of sherry and loading muskets with pork pie - perhaps that's where it all went wrong - or right?
Oh yes, soon be time for the annual 1066 reunion. You packing your bags ready for it?! Anyone can join, as long as they were there in person. lol.
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I love to read this one aloud Michael - top drawer writing and - - oooooooh that watercolour makes my mouth water. Great talent.
Thanks so much Fay - the watercolour is of a local village - I can't recall selling it but I do know I no longer have it - must look through my records.
This is a very good write Michael, the clay may be moved by the Spirit.
The variation is just as good , Have a good break I do not even try to put out a poem a day and don't know how you can day after day ....
I've got a couple ready for the next two days and then a break probably for a week or so - thanks Bill.
This is a very good poem. Have a good break--may you become inspired! I love the watercolor!
Thanks Christina - glad you like the watercolour - architecturally churches are among our greatest assets we have and there's generally one in every village - in my district alone there are 98 villages some only consisting of just a few houses and yet there's still a church,
I am having a hard time deciding on whether I like this one or the first one the best. Either way, great write.
Thank you - I quite enjoyed rewriting the same ideas in a completely different format.
Your poem is great but your paint is yummy. Love this. So soothing. Makes me want to paint. Never tried watercolor.
Give it a go but it does have the reputation of being the most difficult of mediums, thanks Malu
Thank you. I might try. I have nothing to lose.
Michael, I do like version 2 better than version 1 based solely on gut feeling. There is no obvious reason for me why one should be better than the other one, so sometimes we just have to go with our instinct.
And you are a lucky man to have so many worthwile objects to paint right in your neighborhood. Sometimes I do miss the history aspect of Europe.
Thanks Fred - I could spend a lifetime painting churches alone within say a 100 mile radius of where I live - there are literally thousands (at a guess I would say about 250 within a 15 mile radius) Think I'd get a bit fed up with it though.
You know, when the kids were small and we were visiting the grand-parents and Switzerland, after a while they would say: "Not another castle!", unless of course it contained a torture chamber.
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