Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE THUD OF THE CLODS, by JULIA E. BRUMFIELD First Line: It was a most solemn occasion Last Line: For, today, mother was put away. Subject(s): Clouds; Funerals; Graves; Mothers; Burials; Tombs; Tombstones | ||||||||
It was a most solemn occasion -- We stood on the brink of a newly-made grave, -- Friends had gathered from near and afar -- The children were all there -- With their children's children, -- The preacher was ill -- three came in his stead -- The choir sang softly and tenderly -- The touch of the pallbearers was so gentle -- Their tread so light -- their manners so reverent. The flowers were -- oh so beautiful -- The space round about -- was filled with their fragrance, -- The white ones attested to her purity -- The green fernery -- to her memory ever kept -- The number of offerings -- to her esteem -- And when all together -- a blanket of love -- Akin to that something -- That is like Heaven above. The preachers eulogized -- The soul that had gone out to God -- And quoted God's words -- one after another -- To lessen the pain, suffering, and sorrow, -- They said that care had all passed away -- That she would sleep, until He returned -- He had gone to prepare a place -- For in God's house are many mansions, -- We all felt comforted. But when the gaping grave -- Swallowed up that withered form -- And the clods fell in with a thud! -- The poignancy of that hour -- Could hardly be appeased, -- Though the preacher read and read -- From God's Holy Book -- His choicest words, -- The occasion was the saddest of all -- For, today, Mother was put away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SURVIVOR AMONG GRAVES by RANDALL JARRELL SUBJECTED EARTH by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE GRAVE OF MRS. HEMANS by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER THOSE GRAVES IN ROME by LARRY LEVIS NOT TO BE DWELLED ON by HEATHER MCHUGH ONE LAST DRAW OF THE PIPE by PAUL MULDOON ETRUSCAN TOMB by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS ENDING WITH A LINE FROM LEAR by MARVIN BELL |
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