A Poem A Day

I challenged myself to write a poem a day.  Some days are better than others, both in creativity and mood.  Here are a few samples:

A friend asked:
"How Was the Funeral?"

People hugged and signed their names
The seats were filled
The music played
There was some laughter
Elbows prodded
Necks craned
To see who else came.

Some looked older
Others still young
And children whose journey
Had just begun.

The Rabbi spoke
And family too
They said some wonderful
Things about you.

Tears were shed
The folks filed out
The pallbearers lifted
Their burden.

The grave was dug
So squared and stout
The coffin lowered with a creak
The dirt thundered down
In hollow sounds
To put you to eternal sleep.

And your beloved granddaughter wept
Because her heart was broken
Her tears and sobs more eloquent
Than any words that had been spoken.

Something lighter:

Cyber world
of tweets
And posts
and blogs

Fast food world
of sliders
and Grab n' Go

Love world
of Match.com
And winks.

Old slow world
I miss you so.