The late Mrs. Emel Mackenzie
always came early to better
be able to notice
the lateness of others,
and hence at her funeral
the pews had started to fill
an hour before
the service had started,
but when she safely was buried —
everyone left.
Clock by Marc Chagal
A second Quadrille for Kim at dVerse.
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October 22, 2018
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, haiku. Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff
Björn Rudbergs writings 
You made me smile with this one, Björn, even though it’s getting late and my eyelids are about to close!
The end made me laugh….well, at least they showed up early.
Pat
ha ha ha – to avoid haunting, for sure.
Now that was funny, well written, loved the voice and delivery and easy pace. But funny, did i say that. I enjoyed.
I tried to reach your blog this time to read your entry but something is wrong with the link…
Funny and I was smiling at the ending.
This made me giggle, but better safe than sorry.
haha – That was humorous Bjorn.
Nice to make us smile after you make us cry.
Clever and concise capturing of Mrs. Emel McKenzie. It says so much about people.
even after life she exerted a power, i admire her, nice to start the poem with late and then allude to early
This reminds me, of the stores of quilting bees. Everyone came early to get a good spot near the center, and so others wouldn’t talk about her…or that is what I have heard.
They now don’t have to worry about getting there on time.
This is both goosebumps and chuckles!
I like the abrupt ending! Hahaha – seems fitting for the constant “first come, first served” aspect!
This was nothing short of excellent, B!
Brought a big smile here!
Ha! Great set of characters in such a short space. You couldn’t have said it better with 1,000 words!
I greatly enjoyed the wry wit here. It made me smile.
Reblogged this on TedBook and commented:
I do not reblog a lot of writer’s work, but I am so loving my friend Björn’s poem I wanted to share it.