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Buried (Free verse) by Enkidu
For the sake of
Gallantry
I'll tussle in the wood
And make an offering
To nymphs
Of condescending good
There I shall unweave
The very fabric
Of your soul
And ask the Earth
To swallow us
Beneath her
Weathered knoll
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Posted: April 6, 2006 10:34 AM PDT; Last modified: April 6, 2006 1:34 PM PDT
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The day I lay me down to sleep
Never again to wake
I hope to see no loved ones weep
With heavy hearts that break
For I will be in heavenâs land
And sit with God above
A servant at His hand
Receiving all His love
Thereâs nothing wrong with my idea. I want to comfort loved ones so they do not grieve, but rather celebrate. But my poem lacks vision â what heaven might look like, for example, or how a soul feels there. There is no real setting given other than symbolic words.