Have you been a pall bearer?
Hefted the weight of a life
On your knitted shoulders
Waited out a scraped legacy
The bare snow covered branches
Truncating desolate plowed fields
Bird feathers showing in peppered shake
A recent emptying of warmth
Wearing kid yellow gloves because of early snow
Have you? Ever
Felt the weight digging into your neck?
Prizing reflection from your mortal frame
For he who rides on your calcifying bones
The errant and purposed heaviness of death
What did you think?
Going home to lean on thin elbows at kitchen table
Watching scarred pigeons on the sill
Coo and jostle for favored place in good fat sun
How stirred your mind
To the carrying of a whole life?
The resonance of loss, an impression
Marking you sutured and changed
Oh Lord, anything but cantinflear
TheFeatheredSleep 
No, but now I know way it feels.
Touches deep
💕
I love how you weave!
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TheFeatheredSleep – A question
Thank you for the new word! Bonus hugs and kisses for that, not that you need bonus points, this is top marks as it is.
A beautifully honest and profound poem. And yes afterwards the emotions and feelings are totally nonsensical
A very profound statement, beautifully written!
Thought provoking – and I learned a new word 🙂
Hello my friend I miss you and hope you are well? It’s a great word!
I knew you’d understand 💓
You honor me 💓
Thank you dear one
I miss you as well Miss Feather, I am well, my output is very intermittent but at least I am still writing when I can. Not enough poetry or stories, alas, though a few poems. But all is good. Trust everything is good with you, though you are such a master of the shocking/dark/intense confessional I do worry about you. Great word, clever clogs. I am envious.
So well written and stirring. Thanks for sharing. I am a Creative Life Coach with a passion for poetry and have a blog here on WordPress in case you have time for a read? http://www.peacockpoetryblog.wordpress.com Have a good weekend! Sam 🙂