When DARK clouds
come by
they convey
we forecast
a heavy rainfall
may be snow
no one ever knows
the clouds
may pass by also
The great poet of Neo
Esker
has left us
most of us
in sorrow
may the clouds look after him
where ever
from here he does go
we will only remember
his words of wisdom
let's overcome
all sorrow
let all know
he will live in times
we call
Tomorrow
Comments
Amen
and Amen again!
when death becomes the inevitable full stop
when death becomes
the inevitable full stop
who can erase
or add another stop
none never
So all oldies like you and I
think of the distance
between our last coma
and final full stop
You so boldly say
Dead
on behalf of poets of lure
who by now since 1976
must have gone away
for ever for sure
Full stop.
Eumolpuss