“Banquo’s Funeral” by Tony Scherman
orchestras of flowers
petals scented with music
arouse mourners
lifting languor of loss
up on bright blooms of memory
redolent moments
silent songs smiling life
into vibrant vignettes
not a casket in sight
softly staunching the
whelming parlor of tears
freshened eyes
lilt with gratitude
glistening orbs
rapt in garden sweet colors
no longer in throes
of discordant sorrow
Writer Lynne Sargent
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I love the idea of ‘bright blooms of memory.’ As I write I’m looking at two huge sunflowers which I bought today in memory of my father.
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sunflowers are such a happy way to celebrate him – God bless
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Love “petals scented with music” beautiful
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glad that you liked it
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The first line was, as they say in London, ‘the clincher.’ Thereafter what followed was a linguistic bonus. Superb.
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glad to know it “grabbed” you
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This is lovely, great phrasing as always–I like that it takes away the sorrow. (I’ve never been to a wake, by the by.)
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I think it’s a way to share the sorrow – I’ve been to more than I can count
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Wonderful images for joy enfolded in a wake. I love ” orchestras of flowers petals scented with music”.
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I’m pleased to know you enjoyed it
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