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Updated on July 28, 2012

Her body imprisoned by the Coffin,

Coffin imprisoned by the dirt.....

Coughing imprisoned by her lungs,

She no longer hurts.


Under the coffin lye's the soil,

Above the coffin a flower blooms.....

The flower Above disturbs the soil,

Under the coffin the soil UN-disturbed.


Her soul imprisoned by the cosmos,

Drifting through the lonesomeness;

Visions of her life flash through her....

She's electric intelligence.


Imprisoned by one's own defeat,

Remorse for all the wrong we done;

leaves us imprisoned in our pain....

Sends us skipping through the valley.


Love's imprisoned by the body,

The body imprisoned by the sky;

To be set free?

To soar the cosmos!!!!

The soul of life it never dies.



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      tbalunis 5 years ago

      Outstanding poem

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      Martin Kloess 5 years ago from San Francisco

      well woven words. warm wishes

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      epigramman 5 years ago and I must have 'a thing' for the dead tonight - lol lol - but great writing is so evident here and hubbravo from the epi-man for this one - lake erie time 9:43pm ontario transylvania and it's been so hot here in July I installed air conditioning in my cofffin - and Sly and the Family Stone

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      Valleypoet 5 years ago

      Liked this a lot!.Voted up

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      brewskitimeguy 5 years ago from Maine

      beautiful words...please keep sharing

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      Joyce Haragsim 5 years ago from Southern Nevada

      Wow! this a great poem. Voted up and beautiful, Joyce