Eighteen Souls...At Woodlawn Poem by James B. Earley

Eighteen Souls...At Woodlawn

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Woodlawn Cemetery...Santa Monica
…Just beyond the Palisades
Where eighteen souls…lay buried
…….Within a plot..beneath the shade

…Of a gnarled…old tree growing
From a seedling destiny placed
…On hallowed grounds…at Woodlawn
Where eighteen souls…embrace

…In some sacred…convocation
From a cast…of many drawn
…Eighteen souls were favored
Amongst thousands dead at Woodlawn

Whyler, Franco, Lockwood, Diaz
...Some..of the chosen few
Of eighteen souls summoned
…To that spiritual...rendezvous

With the gnarled…old tree growing
...Whose roots some reason sought
To touch….eighteen souls at Woodlawn
…And those eighteen souls.....escort

Into millennia…......called…......forever
…Where God has etched…that last...Decree
On...its scroll....may joy......be written
...For eighteen souls…
............................Eighteen souls
.............................................And the quaint
.................................................................Old tree

Author's note:
Soon after the 1994 'Northridge earthquake' Los Angeles....my wife and I literally stumbled across this extraordinary spectacle. Indeed a striking scene...replete with poignancy all its own. Imagine a large tree...its roots surfacing dramatically, tenacles traveling some distance, then abruptly...disappearing into...18 individual grave sites!

Woodlawn Cemetery...1847 - 14th St....Santa Monica CA 90404

Monday, February 25, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: spirituality
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mark R Slaughter 23 March 2009

Well-constructed thought provoker, James. The reference to the old tree as a monument is extraordinary as it forms the fundamental for the whole poem. Mark

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Susan Bagley 23 March 2009

James, what a very perceptive and interesting poem. I might have seen that tree and been inspired to write about it there with graves beneath but to pull it together in the thought you have presented is something I would not have invisioned. It is very unique and I like very much what you have done with it. Applause! ! ! Susan

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Jim Norausky 23 March 2009

A very unique and creative combination of subjects in this finely penned tribute.10 here. Jim

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Ivor Hogg 25 March 2009

Well crafted my friend. What more fitting monument could there be than to feed a tree.

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Leria Hawkins 25 March 2009

Bravo James, wonderful writing, great read. '10' Regards, Leria

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Rani Turton 16 April 2009

A poem that makes the imagination soar! Dust we are...

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Janice Windle 05 April 2009

Thanks for directing me to this one, James. It conjures up a vivid image and a contemplative mood.

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Cathleen Hodgkinson 02 April 2009

Eighteen Souls...has probably been one of my most favorite poems of yours and this saga is beautiful...all cemeteries are are thought provoking if we allow them to be. Each monument planted celebrates a soul that has loved and lived and has a story to tell. And the way this poem is penned, I feel as if you've brought me there. You have a way of doing that in your poetry. That's what makes you such a respected poet regarded by so many of us that follow your work. PERFECT Mr. James! -Cathy

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Patti Masterman 27 March 2009

Wow, this is amazing, and touching somehow. Thanks for writing this. Wonderful title and story too.

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C.R. Clark 26 March 2009

This is a very touching write, James. You have penned such an excellent discription that I can visualize the place in my mind. A great tribute to the eighteen souls. Best wishes my friend. Richard

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