harvest coming

The day my father died,

warm body barely cooled,

Holy Spirit nudged pastor

to visit; he offered prayer

as hearse driver waited.

We circled to hold hands

with hospice social worker,

asking God for His peace.

Pastor said, “Death is

like planting a seed…”

 


Linking to dVerse poets invited to write quadrille (44 words) on “seed” theme.

31 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. sanaarizvi
    May 04, 2021 @ 16:59:26

    I am so sorry for your loss, Lynn. Please accept my deepest condolences.. this is a beautiful tribute poem.

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  2. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    May 04, 2021 @ 14:31:50

    I think the pastor gave you great comfort…

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  3. little learner
    May 04, 2021 @ 13:52:01

    This is so incredibly beautiful — heart-breaking and restoring at the same time.

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  4. abigfatcanofworms
    May 04, 2021 @ 11:45:42

    Poignant and sad. Beautifully expressed.

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  5. Helen Dehner
    May 04, 2021 @ 11:31:57

    I do not know how fresh your sadness …. I do know the pain of losing a father is with us forever. I lost mine at the tender age of 16 ~~~ lovely, lovely poem.

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    • lynn__
      May 04, 2021 @ 12:09:49

      He passed 2 weeks ago, Helen. The thought of your father passing when you were only 16 makes me grateful for the many years I had with Dad. Thanks for reading and commenting.

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  6. merrildsmith
    May 04, 2021 @ 09:05:43

    I’m so sorry for your loss, Lynn. A moving poem with so much in so few words. I’ve never thought of death as a seed, but as others have mentioned, it definitely fits with the cycles of the universe.

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  7. Jane Dougherty
    May 04, 2021 @ 08:52:58

    I think a lot of people, especially non-religious people would agree with your pastor. Death is one point in the cycle, and being a cycle, it’s the beginning as well as the end. Lovely verse.

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  8. Ken / rivrvlogr
    May 04, 2021 @ 08:47:12

    Maybe because Rob included the music video for “Turn, Turn, Turn” with his poem, but this brings that to mind. That seed…

    I know you’ve written about your father before, and that’s a good thing. Words, poetry, expressing them, especially when shared, can be some of the best medicine for the soul.

    My thoughts are with you.

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    • lynn__
      May 04, 2021 @ 12:04:59

      I’ll have to check out the video on Rob’s site…a verse from Ecclesiastes is appropriate. I have a need to write about my grief, to give words to it. Thank you, Ken.

      Reply

  9. K.Hartless
    May 04, 2021 @ 04:06:34

    Wow, way to capture a serious moment in just 44 words. Very impressive, Lynn.

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  10. kim881
    May 04, 2021 @ 02:11:00

    I can only offer my deepest sympathy, Lynn, and I love that you ended with the pastor’s words – a planted seed.

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  11. Ingrid
    May 04, 2021 @ 01:50:20

    This sounds like a wise Pastor. I am sorry for your loss.

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  12. rothpoetry
    May 03, 2021 @ 20:21:16

    This is beautiful Lynn! Yes it definitely is like planting a seed! I appreciate your heartfelt sharing with us, this special moment in time.

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  13. Becoming His Tapestry
    May 03, 2021 @ 19:17:32

    My condolences my friend

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  14. Carol Congalton
    May 03, 2021 @ 18:54:16

    My heart goes out to you as you grieve for your Dad. Very interesting comment from the Pastor. I have never thought as death as a seed being planted but I love the analogy. A very poignant poem.

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