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church-cemetery

While that my soul repairs to her devotion,
Here I intomb my flesh, that it betimes
May take acquaintance of this heap of dust;
To which the blast of death’s incessant motion,
Fed with the exhalation of our crimes,
Drives all at last.  Therefore I gladly trust

My body to this school, that it may learn
To spell his elements, and find his birth
Written in dusty heraldry and lines:
Which dissolution sure doth best discern,
Comparing dust with dust, and earth with earth.
These laugh at Jet and Marble put for signs,

To sever the good fellowship of dust,
And spoil the meeting.  What shall point out them,
When they shall bow, and kneel, and fall down flat
To kiss those heaps, which now they have in trust?
Dear flesh, while I do pray, learn here thy stem
And true decent; that when thou shall grow fat;

And wanton in thy cravings, thou mayst know,
That flesh is but the glass, which holds the dust
That measures all our time; which also shall
Be crumbled into dust.  Mark here below
How tame these ashes are, how free from lust,
That thou mayst fit thyself against thy fall.


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The photo is mine, a church cemetery in Cade’s Cove
in the Smoky Mountains in Tennessee.

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Driven By Thor’s Hammer?

Iron spikes
Partially driven –
A Stonehenge.

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Mosaic

Kids play in
A flower garden
Of man’s tiles.

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Our Hourglass

We make tracks
Going through the sands
Of our time.

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Driven – photo by Adrian van Leen at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/nLwbpBa/like+silent+sentilents1

Mosaic – photo by Adrian van Leen at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/p5RBLAA/playground+mosaic1

Hourglass – photo by Javier Gonzalez at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/mpvrdco/Sand+tracks+2

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* The haiku I write are lines of 3-5-3 syllables instead of 5-7-5.
See Haiku article here for explanation, if needed: https://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/08/08/haiku/

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2016.

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A Never Was

A floppy
That wasn’t floppy –
A has-been.

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Flower Power

Such beauty
On the darkest day,
Brightens it.

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Hourglass Sand

Most lives fade
Little by little,
Like sun sets.

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Never – photo by Sundesigns at http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/meSZFAg/Obsolete+2

Flower – photo by Dez Pain at http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/2dyV7rK/Nasturtiums+1

Hourglass – photo by Samuel Rosa at http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/meTaiCA/Sunset+on+Ussel

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* The haiku I write are lines of 3-5-3 syllables instead of 5-7-5.

See Haiku article here for explanation, if needed: https://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/08/08/haiku/

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2015.

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