
‘Graveyard Moon’ … WHB -Pen Wash 2017
WHEN I AM GONE
When I am gone
And you are left.
Be not afraid,
Be not bereft.
When you are old
And I am gone,
You’ll love the moon
That shines upon
My midnight grave,
Our place of tryst;
For though I’m gone
I still exist
In memory still;
The moon that shone
Upon our birth
Still shines for us
… when I am gone.
A lovely poignant poem Roland.
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Thank you, Nigel.
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True
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Thanks, Derrick. No false news here!
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Lovely, Roland. Memories carry their own marvelous life and seem to grow more poignant with time. Blessings…
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Good of you to comment, Gwen. Thank you.
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Roland, a beautiful poem that carries calm and comfort with a very joint
image of the Graveyard moon. Wonderful drawing.
Your poem reminds me of ” Deat is nothing at all” by
Canon Henry Scott-Holland, 1847-1918, Canon of St Paul’s Cathedral.
I first heard it read by a young man who lost his wife. She had put this in his draw.
We all do ponder and want to feel comforted.
Miriam
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Thank you Miriam. I love your references to the Canon’s poem, which I hadn’t come across before.
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Beautiful poem Roland. Life does go on.
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I thank you, Jerry.
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You actually make it appear really easy with your presentation however I in finding this topic to be actually one thing that I think I would by no means understand. It sort of feels too complex and extremely wide for me. I’m taking a look forward for your next put up, I will attempt to get the dangle of it!
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Thank you for commenting, Alex.
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Thanks for the compliments, Alex. Mine is a WordPress site.
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Roland, this was a really great post! I worry about my beloved but I also worry for my words? Who will look after them like we do? I think about that?
Chuck
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… but hope remains. Thanks for commenting, Chuck.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Come read Roland’s beautiful and romantic – “When I Am Gone”
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Many thanks for the reblog, Chuck.
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Hi there. I found this very moving. Love is constant. Love is brave. A great poem.
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I thank you for your comment, Chris
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Simple, wonderful ……. simply wonderful!
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I thank you, Cate. Happy New Year!
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