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<b><font color=#000000>Dust</font></b>

Those disembodied remnants,
Earthly remains of unknown souls,
are now assembled at my doorstep.
Having piqued my attention,
who are these unwelcome houseguests?
Loved ones or Nordic heroes
who were consumed in funeral pyres?
How old are these molecules
that have been forever scattered
during these past centuries?
Unwanted leftovers of human containers,
eaten by microscopic mites,
nibble at my presence
and wait for my spirit to dry up.
The dust calls for my fated demise;
However, my particles won’t be intermingled.
My segregated ashes have earned me my own space
in the cemetery’s manicured ground.
Thus, no one has to clean up after me.

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Submitted: Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Edited: Sunday, September 14, 2008


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  • Brian Dorn (10/18/2006 9:50:00 AM)

    Wow, Joseph... great write from beginning to end (or should I say from dust to dust) .
    Brian

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  • Nimal Dunuhinga (10/12/2006 4:49:00 PM)

    Your wisdom! Dust covered the entire history?

  • Nalini Hebbar (7/14/2006 10:41:00 AM)

    How old are these molecules
    that have been forever scattered
    during these past centuries?
    this is the best part of the poem...really reminds me that i am an insignificant entity in the bigger design of things...i really liked this poem...a full ten for you...nalini

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (6/30/2006 11:57:00 AM)

    THIS, THUS FAR, MY FAVORITE; AS IT MIRRORS QUITE A BIT TO MY OWN SCRIBBLINGS. Once again, Joe, as in most Prose & or Poetry, the Image factor is the principal to taking a good piece of writing & transforming it into a great work of Artistry.You accomplish this here w/ a very graphical approach, but one that can be well justified by your theme...There is no grandiose here, merely defined, description.Job well done, Joe''''''''''''''''''''FJR

  • Nimal Dunuhinga (6/16/2006 12:28:00 PM)

    Excellent! Joe really this goes with 'Ruined Souls' and I feel much more advanced than my poem.Thanks very much for sharing.Clay destined to clay? No any options.............pass like dusty wind!

  • Esther Leclerc (6/7/2006 1:33:00 PM)

    I like this musing on our (well, most of the population's) inevitable fate! '...or Nordic heroes who were consumed in funeral pyres? ' Wonderful, whimsical touch, that. I will read more of yours soon. Esther : ]

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