Diane Webster

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Funeral Trigger

Upstairs the vacuum cleaner
whirs against the carpet
like the buffer Dad used
on the cars he repaired
like soles whispering
on mortuary floors.

This morning across the street
at the Presbyterian church
a silver casket is
wheeled through the open doors.

Every funeral flashes like SOS
in my mind as mourners
swirl in confused pacing
waiting until the last minute
to enter the somber insides
where air yields no oxygen.

Diane Webster's goal is to remain open to poetry ideas in everyday life, nature or an overheard phrase and to write. Diane enjoys the challenge of transforming images into words to fit her poems. Her work has appeared in "El Portal," "North Dakota Quarterly," "Eunoia Review" and other literary magazines.