It were nowt but a dream
Sun drenched
Pitiless blue skies
Greeted
Good Friday morning
Felt a strong desire
Acted upon it
Rang my bossom pal
"Sorry unavailable" the answerphone blurted
Gambled
Ventured out to her resting place
Saw a notice pinned on the headstone
Reading
Sorry I'm not in
Rather busy today
_ gathering wildflowers in the meadows
_ rehearsing songs on hill tops
_ reciting poetry in the coppice
_ dancing on the island on the lake
Unlikely to be .................
Suddenly I wakened ringing wet
Perchance the Easter Story
Resurrected
It were nowt but a dream
<Deleted User> (18118)
Fri 10th Apr 2020 19:18
Beautiful poem.
Resurrected to do wonderful, meaningful things.
Hannah