Moments

Moments of calm
Moments of trust
These are the days I love
Not sure where to start or what to do
But these things don't matter in this life
With you
Start afresh this parodied day
These tired lines, this life, I pray
Descend into bitter darkness
Before the day yet starts
Emotion, frustration, desperation
Darkness crawls between me and yew
Crow calls from branches high
Black coloured sky
Car passes, contents discourged
Final rest, heart beats no more
Man stands sentinel to the departed
Cap off, hands held, solemnity started
Ashes to ashes, a trite compere
Ferryman come carry me home
There's something else going on here.