‘We’ll laugh about this one day’ you said
As the first handful of soil smuttered on the lid
I looked at the other lads, all smart that day, in black coats
‘Unlikely’ I'd replied, ‘There’s nothing funny about it.’
Typically, it was sunny, belying the mood
Daffodils dancing happily in the onshore breeze
A few puffy clouds sliding past, against the azure
We turned back into town, found The Nelson
Stood in the backyard, Jim wanted a smoke
Dissecting the night that went so tragically wrong
People on the next table joked about our suits
Which is when our Phil finally snapped
‘You think it’s funny? We’ve just buried out mate.’
He said it was worth it, when he got out six months later
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n.b. NaPoWriMo 2023, a surprising laugh. Tricky prompt, to be fair.
CLP 05/06/2023
Journey of Words 