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Mosaic Musings...interactive poetry reviews _ ARCHIVES -> Poetry for Exhibition Prior to 2006 _ Custom and Practice

Posted by: poeticpiers May 6 06, 07:35

Custom and Practice

He leads the way with stately tread.
The rest of us must follow suit,
in honour of the newly dead.
He is the undertakers mute.
This is how he earns his bread
all dressed in black from head to foot.
A funereal figurehead
He’s well accustomed to the route.
His dignity is absolute.
To which we are accustom-ed.
An ancient honoured institute
which is by custom expect-ed.
By rich and poor by great and small
the graveyard waits to claim us all.

6 May 2006

Posted by: JustDaniel May 17 06, 08:59

A light treatment of a dark subject. I like that! I was just talking the other day to the guy you describe here, dall, in a dark suit, driving a long dark vehicle... my neighbor, the undertaker! We each offered the wish that we'd not meet again soon!

in Light of reality, Daniel

Posted by: Nina May 17 06, 23:30

Hi Ivor

An interesting look at the job of an undertaker.

Thanks for the read

Nina