Monday, August 16, 2010

The Boston Sunset


The leaves start their gossip,

As the wind passes them.

The mist is unsettled

as the feet swarm the area.

Figures in black,

with downcast eyes,

Keepers of a dark secret.

The stony silence.

The stifled sobs;

The tears mixing with the rain.

The dirt is leveled

and the mourners pay

their last respects

to the Boston sunset.

2 comments:

  1. powerful imagery, though i dont quite get the link with the funeral and boston sunset. =\

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  2. The person who died lived in Boston. So it's like the sun went down on him...

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