Epitaph No. 3
To be Carved on a Rock on a Hill in the Forest of Dennis
Felix Dennis
(1947 - ? )
Poet • Publisher • Planter of Trees
‘ Mirabile Dictu ’
My friends were true,
much wealth was mine,
I toasted life
in verse and wine —
Luck haunted me,
though none knew why:
And now my trees
spit in Death’s eye!
This poem is a work in progress. It is incomplete, unfinished and has not been revised. It is meant only to offer a glimpse into the notebook of a poet at work. Please do not post it onto other sites or publish it in any form. Thank you — Felix Dennis
Poem Published in the following books :
Life and Death
Unpublished
