In Resting Soil
written by: Robin McNamara
As I decomposed in wet grounds,
Flesh and bone rotting.
The abscission of leaves gone to
Turning to mulch on the top soil,
Covering my decaying body.
The maggots feast and the worms
In and out of eye sockets no longer
With sight of promised light.
How heavy the sighs were during life.
How heavy the burdens were in strife.
APRIL 2021 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Robin McNamara is a widely published poet from Ireland. His debut pamphlet, Under a Mind’s Staircase was published with Hedgehog Poetry Press (2021). Recently nominated for the Pushcart Prize for ‘Apple Picking Season’ from Under a Mind’s Staircase. His first full collection, Monochrome Heart is due to be published in 2022.
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