Back stooped, eyes fixed,
Spade – sprouting hand,
Scores receptive clod-soil,
Opening as planned.
Hair slicked back, rigid,
Crowning high brain,
Quick skyline scan
Threatening rain?
Mound mounting higher
Of moist living clay,
Expecting new tenant,
Possession today,
Dig, six by three
Squared by a rod,
Corresponding pile
Of fresh sundered sod.
Then coverlet of green
Bedecked with pale petal,
Daisy and cowslip,
No thistle, no nettle.
Moss lined apartment
With palm green door,
Comforting, shielding,
Never opened before.
Expert eye-check
Over his dressing,
One more gone to God
With Dan’s blessing.
Dedicated to Dan Clyne,
A gravedigger with soul.
The details are like a fine embroidery. Very beautiful. The dedication made me smile. Perfect.
ReplyDeleteDan Clyne has been a gravedigger for fifty years and has turned a mundane and semi-morbid profession into an art form. Your comment is flattering and we are very grateful. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteIs this Dan Clyne the creator of Hungry Chuck Biscuits?
ReplyDeleteNo Sir,
DeleteOur Dan Clyne has eaten a lot of biscuits in his time but has never created any.
Regards P&P
Is this Dan Clyne the creator of Hungry Chuck Biscuits?
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