David Byrne Poet Rhyme

Seeds

Seeds that fall on hallowed ground
Are seeds so sacred life’s profound?
Bodies lie beneath the earth 
Resting souls in need for dearth?
Do dreaming sleeping souls that die
Spread through clay and turn and sigh?
I hear the whispers of the dead
They toss and moan inside my head
Bodies feed the floral ground
And dreaming seeds on their abound
They carry with them soul’s intent
Secrets of the lives they’ve spent?

What can we feel as we walk by?
Can we hear the sleepers cry?
Dead they walk inside our heads
And they can hear our living sigh?

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Tara Jennings June 12, 2010 at 12:35 AM I love this, its like an echo of a chant in my head, only better versed, rymed and choreographed

Carolyn Devonshire May 5, 2010 at 8:30 PM You know, David, I often wonder if the souls of the dead are still speaking to us through nature -- messages carried by birds, even flowers. Very nice! (And as per your comments, I won't be voting for any incumbents in the next election.) Love, Carolyn

Doris Culverhouse May 5, 2010 at 5:06 AM well written, and mournful feeling

Gert W. Knop May 4, 2010 at 4:09 PM Enjoyed reading this poem of yours tonight, David! We all live on the tombs of our forefathers...and sometimes we should think about that for sure..Thank you for your comments...Gert

Dr.Ram Mehta May 4, 2010 at 3:58 AM A fine poem. Good rhyming

Caroline Cécile Delacroix May 4, 2010 at 12:06 AM I think they can. Those who are near their own graves are probably those who cannot accept they have passed on, therefore their cries your hear. Interesting poetry, David. Not light at all. Thought you'd be writing poetry of a lighter tone in view of what you told me is happening to you. Anyway, it is still quite interesting and thought provoking as usual. Thanks for sharing. All the best, Caroline.

Charmaine Chircop May 3, 2010 at 10:58 PM David.. much enjoyed.:Hearing the Whispers of the dead:Secrets of lives they've spent:Can we hear the sleepers cry?:.and the SEEDS THAT FALL ON HALLOWED GROUND....many many exceptional lines..Charma

Francine Roberts May 3, 2010 at 10:10 PM nice one, enjoyed it