PhlipArima.com
PhlipArima.com



>>> NEWS / EVENTS
ABOUT PHLIP
POEMS & STORIES
BOOKS & CDS
C.V.
CONTACT

Friend me on
FACEBOOK

news/events

No news. No Events. So here's a poem
that has yet to be published in a book.

----------------------------------
A Quiet Walk
By Phlip Arima

I went to the cemetery, saw gravestones
and statues, wilting flowers, candles,
inscriptions of loss, numbers
that define
the limits of lives I never knew,
that are no more, not even
in memory.

I walked the paths between the dead,
the rows that unfold and intersect.
I got lost. It got dark.
I sat down beside a small mausoleum.
There were leaves on the ground
and very little sound.
I closed my eyes,
felt the night.

I went to the cemetery, saw gravestones
and statues, perfectly kept grass,
blossoming trees, inscriptions
of love,
numbers that proclaim
years of accomplishment, journeys
to be admired, even if only
abstractly.

I walked with the dead at rest
in all directions. I had no destination,
no desire. It got dark.
I sat down.
There were leaves on the ground
and very little sound.
I closed my eyes,
felt the night.

----------------------------------
Published in
Transition Magazine
Spring 2020





Waiting for the Angels to Fall from the Sky
All content © 2021 Phlip Arima