IN MEMORIAM (Two poems from Bring Our Casket Home)

IN MEMORIAM (Two poems from Bring Our Casket Home)

For Dana who took our loved ones to a place where they are smilingI hope...

 

IMMORTALITY

I take in of several breaths

expelling them in verses

where I sing your fame

praying the words blot out what shame

mortality robes us all with

in hope of blessed sanctity

where you would lie in the eternal memory of thoughts.

 

 

LOWERING DOWN TO UP

When those calls come

and the curtains finally shut

out the breath to return from

the source of the cot

literal or brought

we would salute,

salute the nonsense

OR sense

through which Aôndo the Almighty sent one

in a parcel to fan

embers to spark so much none

can quantify or make fun

 

In love or in hate

each sculpture stands out

a picture of the one who did all create

whether ugly or beauty sprout

good or bad, happy or sad

we all stand forth ticking the tock

assured of just one thing:

That when spent right, we wouldn’t fear the clock –

just work away its ticking to the eternal tock

hoping that our final lowering

would bring us a towering

to eternity…

 

 

(From the collection, Bring our casket home: Tales one shouldn’t tell often)



14 thoughts on “IN MEMORIAM (Two poems from Bring Our Casket Home)” by Sueddie Agema (@sueddie)

  1. Sunshine (@nicolebassey)

    Yes o! May these kind of tales not be told often Amen. Well done.

  2. Nice poems. Too bad, some of them are probably not smiling.

    1. Well, @chimzorom, we can’t really say… In my heart of hopes, I have the feeling that it is all possible. That a gracious one high above would not allow two burnings… ;) Thanks for dropping by jare!

  3. You.
    Was trying to call you this morning seff.
    Good poem.

    1. @Kaycee, thanks. But haba, why call the fax machine when you have the digits of the mobile?

  4. We shouldn’t tell the tales at all sef.

    ….assured of just one thing:

    That when spent right, we wouldn’t fear the clock –

    just work away its ticking to the eternal tock

    .. I like this part best, mayhaps it’s cos of all dem ticking tockings…Well done Su’ghur…$ß.

    1. @sibbylwhyte: You know, I really love the ticking tock talk. I think I had to use it in another poem too.
      Hmm. Seriously, there are many of these things you wish you wouldn’t write [as @Layrite prayed too]… It becomes a case like Christ, us praying that if it be His will, this cup pass us by.
      Sadly, like that ancient one it stays with us. May better times crown our worth each day more. Amen.

  5. I just love reading Agema. This is a lovely poem that should not be inspired often. Or not all.

  6. @layrite: Hmm. Thanks. That really is a big compliment to make anyone proud. Thank you, really much.

  7. Bring our casket home: Tales one shouldn’t tell often…..

    No tales of woes again, let our foes go pale and stale Lord!

  8. bros your poem is good shows that life is like a vapour anything can just whisk it away- well done

    1. @mikeeffa: Sorry, I didn’t see this before. Thanks for the comment.
      Yes o. Amazing how it is, abi? One second and we fly.
      May we be found worthy – that’s the prayer. Thanks.

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