Prairie Graveyard

Reckless tumbleweed
hurries across forgotten graves
of those who toiled through despair
and anguish
fighting drought and famine
depression and unemployment
heat and cold
locusts and dust storms
daily uncertainty...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Richards Avatar
September 3, 2008 at 6:05 PM
Perfect poetic description...Like a sad painting of a prairie graveyard, so much history of their hard lives, just reading the tombstones tells a tale .... ~ Carrie
Suzadail Jr. Avatar
September 3, 2008 at 5:17 PM
I remember the pictures and the desolation. This is a good description. Vince
Reynolds Avatar
September 3, 2008 at 4:17 PM
I am from the prairies, and yes, the settlers sure did have it hard - the hardest! My ancestors went through hell and back for freedom. Lovely haunting poem, love Kristin
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