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Birth Life Death




Birth . . . Life . . . Death – fotos by Smith

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You ask – is there life after death?
Holding my breath
Intending no mirth
I reply – is there life after birth?

The graveyard’s filled
The graveyard’s full
And still the dead are dying
This lifeless life
Makes death look dull
I wonder why I’m whying

— Smith, 1965

Perhaps not the best Thanksgiving Day poem, but the 3 fotos I took last night at Edison’s Pizza reminded me of the Birth – Life – Death process, and this was the only poem I had that fit. Twelve hour old fotos mated with a 46 year old poem. Why not.

The death foto is fuzzier than the birth foto cuz I know more of birth than death, while the life foto is clearest of all cuz life I know.

I am thankful – for wife Lady, cat Mandy, our friends, our life luck adventures, and our talent. You can toss in sunrises, sunsets, night, day, and the in-betweens.

I know no one luckier.

Odd poem for a 19 year old me. Of course I was a Midshipman at the U.S. Naval Academy at the time, which may have had something to do with it. The military mind and I did not really get along during my 4 years 8 months 4 days of service, but at least they paid for my Loyola College degree after they kicked me out.


One Response to “Birth Life Death”

  1. chris says:

    love the poemm .. it has a lot in it.. You had a lot of perhaps hidden wisdom as a 19 year old.. and have spent the rest of your years unpacking it.

    The photos remind me of going down into an egyptian tomb…. so very apropos…

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