Staring at the earth
From the top of a tree -
It is countless vile bodies
Ripped at the seams.
by Jon Lloyd
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Comments about Dust
24 Apr 2007 09:50
I love this...it awakens so many emotions!
19 Mar 2007 05:17
Wow. Powerful and almost taunting at the same time as humbling. I really loved this one....
06 Mar 2007 02:38
That was so deep, I've never heard of life and death being thought of like that.
24 Nov 2006 08:59
Your words are beautifully phrased. A very poetic way to describe death and there after. It made me sad, yet I enjoyed reading it.
22 Nov 2006 12:08
JL taking into account i am very very new to the site, i just wanted to say, that this is by far the most powerful poem i have read... x A x
26 Jan 2006 03:03
beautiful structure of the poem, the more you read the more you understand it, each line contributes to the whole, it's pretty much a perfect poem. I love the message and the way you have expressed it! Great work! Elya Thorn
16 Nov 2005 06:00
There's some very interesting existentialist takes here that place death as the great leveller.
10 Nov 2005 08:13
This is powerful, Jon! There is a sense of poetic truth in you. I could somehow relate the idea of being turned to dust to that of 'Elegy written in a country churchyard' by Thomas Gray. He talks about death as a leveller in one's life. This poem also reveals the truth that inspite of all our pretensions and presumptions, the human life is limited and all are going to be the same. You have brought out the inevitability of death here. The refrain has a haunting quality... Well, I have also written a poem called 'Dust', though it is completely different from yours. You could probably read it up sometime...
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