Short Grave Poems

Short Grave Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short Grave poems by PoetrySoup poets. Search short Grave poetry by poem length and keyword.


Deep Dark Double Grave

Stale waters go deep.
Sneaky double mountain peaks,
Death environment



Inspired by Raul's Morning Ambience contest
Form: Haiku


Premium Member Between a Rock and a Hard Place

Life was a burden till death set me free - Now granite gravestone being hard on me?! November 15, 2021
Form: Couplet

Nowhere

I,
Running 
From here                                                                 to there
But getting nowhere.
-PF
Form: Imagism

Premium Member Sacred Whispers

   
            Sacred whispers of fortresses forgotten

               heard no more in sandcastles begotten
Form: Couplet

Buried Treasure

Castle in the sand

indicates the location

A buried treasure

where once we sat and sunbathed

Lost to a watery grave
Form: Tanka


Grave-Side Service

weather-beaten sign
driven down in dying weeds
forsaken headstone
oh nameless, forgotten soul
the Savior knows who you are
Form: Tanka

Walls

when the walls around us close,
we will sit around our meager light
until it burns into the dirt floor
and becomes a memory

Glory

Glory



The bold blood that bleeds 
For glory, sacrifices 
Of esteem for pride




Marckincia Jean
Haiku
10/15/19
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Last Rites

angry clouds crying over freshly-prepared grave soldier is home now
written July 8, 2021
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Dead Babies


Dead Babies

You know where
silence is complicity
insidious war crimes
dance in this vile air
Holocaust encore

Remembering Them Is Deep Sorrow

Remembering them   
is deep sorrow piercing the  
inconsolable 
heart that must weep to release 
what the flesh can't overcome.
Form: Tanka

Halloween Moon

The Celtics called it "Samhain",
The day the Dead are seen.
The phases change their faces,
Like the moon on Halloween.

10/9/15
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member White Invisible Tracks

Never to see her again
I looked down
Wine of bloods holo

Flowing from my hands
Unto the devils abode
Whitest of Pyrenees days

Yazeed Lanti

Barrister Fahad Malik Dead.
Osama Nadeem Satti Dead.
Khalid Urf Guddu Also Dead.
Yazeed Pay Lanat Bay Shumar.
Note.Yazeed Lanati.
© Majnu Bhai  Create an image from this poem.
Form: List

Premium Member His Grave

snow covered gravestone
monument to lost childhood
cold harsh memories
abandoned hope, love and dreams
never a Christmas blanket
Form: Tanka

To Flowers On the Grave

Just sittin' here rememberin'
The things we used to do
The places we would go.
Wonderin' how we got here,
To flowers on the grave.
© Mary Yaws  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Premium Member Mom's Grandpa

My mom remembers visiting his grave for a half an hour
Bringing some fresh dahlias from Trader Joe's (his favorite flower)
Form: Couplet

Premium Member All Alone

Here lies Desi Arnaz, in the ground all alone
His wife sick of hearing, "Lucy, I'n hone!"
   


      Not for the Epitaph 2 Contest
Form: Epitaph

Bogomil Graveyard

Gravestones lopsided
Forgotten behind the trees 
Surrounded by grass
Sun crosses risen from earth 
Crowned with some olive green mosh
Form: Tanka

Buttercup

I planted flower seeds
on my rabbit's grave
and they never came up.
But today, by the cross,
was a buttercup
and that is all I need.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member We Who Will Not Last the Day

We who will not last the day
Find time before the night to play.
The gentle laugh, the chequered gray,
The shadows usher starlit ray.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Ironic Icon

Write on my gravestone.

It was a typing mistake.

Not a random skip.

Rather, it dropped correctly.

Was neater than other lines.
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka

Cotton Candy

"Voluminous sweet
                            She bought me one and then leave
                                      On her grave I give".
Form: Haiku

Grieve, Mimosa Tree

Grieve, mimosa tree

Silky pink petals, a wreath

Create canopy

Guard love one, at peace, beneath

Your presence shall ever haunt
Form: Tanka

In the Grave She Stays

up close a face, death
a strangler, choking my breath,
here you are, my wife says,
time's up, your crime pays,
in the grave, she stays.
Form: Verse

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