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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Donn Black:Export Trash 300 points 4 likes this week, on: Stars Above (2) The Coffin (2) • Lifetime likes 4. Rank 1983/5k this week, 145757 lifetime Search my poems My Poems (2)AutorankLinks The Coffin Knowledge much higher my greatest desire For this type of wisdom adventure required, Packing some books inside an old sack I set out on a journey and never looked back, Before long I stumbled onto a surprise An underground chamber a coffin would hide, Clues in a book surviving a century Led way to a graveyard with secrets and mysteries, Far in the back cut my path through some weeds Made my way to a small patch of forest and trees, Hidden back here where none thought to look Remarkable discoveries could not be mistook, A star in the forest revealed a small opening A handful a tombstones but one appeared broken, Ancient these graves I could tell right away Language chiseled in stone from back in the day, I inched ever closer to see what they say, Then noticed a cross where the broken one lay, So small of a step soon would come a great leap A scratch at the covers then pull back the sheets, I quickly stood up and rubbed at my eyes Must be blurry vision telling me lies, Not far from the place where this family laid waste A coffin so strange the way it was placed, Nose down at an angle it stood from the dirt Like it fell from the sky and stuck in the earth, Bewildered and puzzled I scratched at my head More troubling yet was the length of this bed, It doubled the width and height of a man This merely a guess one half below land, On closer inspection soon I would see Not made of wood but more concrete it seemed, Return here I must at the end of my trip Not a coffin at all but a door to a crypt.
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