Elegy

In late May I lost my best and oldest friend to suicide and this week I lost my mum to Alzheimer’s. This is an elegy for my beloved grandfather, Pte Jack Prince, and for those two much loved people.

Photo by Johannes Plenio on Unsplash

The red-gold glow
of stormy autumn
is in my mind
leafy-mist exists
lights this late
October dawn recalling me,
curiously,
to the design hidden in words,
which swirl like smoke
rising from a fire,
tended by an old man in a flat cap
bedecked with medals…

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John E Marks

John E Marks

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I will try to express myself in some mode of life or art as freely as I can and as wholly as I can