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The Widow’s Hill Far Away

Over the hill and far away There is a small but lovely bay. Not one building spoiled the site, Just old tombs that give me some fright. Seen from the top of each tomb is a soul, Interred, all dust not one a whole. Many suffering ere they died, No person praying near their side. The cemetery paths rough plunge down. Poor souls in deep sorrow they drown. Why does no one care to visit? Bring a rose, cheer up their spirit? My husband lies in one of them Kneeling I uttered an Amen. The future bid another day So leave the hill, go far away.

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Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 7/21/2024 9:08:00 AM

My mum and dad lie in the same tomb, my dad was buried, my mom cremated so we had her remains in the little box the crematorium give you buried under the actual cross at the top of the tomb. But the world has become wicked, devil worshipers and thugs have taken over this graveyard and even during the day my husband was always armed. Very, very bad, even the local newspaper warned us of the dangers. Also we have moved away and bought a house on the outskirts of Johanesburg, in Bryanston. IT is sad that we can't visit them but our hearts are with them. One day my ashes must be thrown in the sea. Victor, you skillfully crafted and created a poem about what is so rapidly and progressively happening. so well penned. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Tonye George

Date: 7/18/2024 4:06:00 PM

We pray to keep our memories alive and instilled in the hearts of our loved ones and their actions. Maybe they did visit, I guess she's not always there. Cheers, Victor. Lovely crafted. Death takes a bad turn on some of us.

Eve Roper

Date: 7/14/2024 7:43:00 PM

Lovely write. Cemetary I've seemed to visit a lot here lately. Not comforting just missing their presence.

Unseeking Seeker

Date: 7/14/2024 7:21:00 PM

Deep, soulful write, Victor. Very sensitively and delicately composed.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 7/13/2024 11:14:00 PM

The final resting place, here they now lay in peace, free of all suffering. Tom

Sally Eslinger

Date: 7/12/2024 10:45:00 PM

Send ou happy weekend wishes in Malta. I like this poem a whple lot, Victor. I’ve ben enjoying of late your descriptive, tour poems as i go almg with you to sights you’re bringing to life for me…yes, too of a cmetary. I could be right there with your eyes * en. Great work. Zxox

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 7/12/2024 1:12:00 PM

I enjoyed reading your wonderful yet sad write. It is hard to visit a cemetery. Guess that is why many do not go. Yes, flowers can cheer up their spot. Have a great day..................

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 7/12/2024 7:10:00 AM

There are times to seek distance. This poem is serene, yet has eerie undertones. Thank you for your view.

Eileen Manassian

Date: 7/12/2024 12:56:00 AM

Great imagery. "Many suffering ere they died" makes one wonder... was it an illness, accident, war that brought their end. Each a story.. and that's why the ending is powerful. Each leaves someone behind to mourn. Even though some many not visit, I'm sure they are not indifferent.

Ink Empress

Date: 7/12/2024 12:44:00 AM

What a soulfully moving write, the way youv painted imagery and delivered this poignant poem is beyond impressive. Sometimes we need to visit the cemetery of loved ones, pray for them, and keep them close to our heart, never forgotten. What I felt the most here is “ Why does no one care to visit? Bring a rose, cheer up their spirit” soul hitting and so touching. Pleasure always reading your work. Sending you light.

Yann Rolland

Date: 7/11/2024 5:58:00 PM

wonderful poem, a touching m.oment of grace, i love too visiting cemeteries, always something to discover, enjoyed your poem Victor, thanks a lot

Edward Wraith

Date: 7/11/2024 10:00:00 AM

You had me at the title Victor, and the ensuing tale delivered my friend!! I particularly enjoyed the meter and melody of this piece, it flows so well!!! Although a sad and dark tale, I was immersed into your sepulcher world, I could see the cold marble and feel the cool mist upon my skin as I watched the Widow leave her tears at the grave. A compelling and descriptive tale. Well done

Susan Ashley

Date: 7/11/2024 9:27:00 AM

Dear Victor, a sad scene spills with melancholy beauty from your poetic pen. A vivid depiction in rhythm and rhymes. “The Widow’s Hill Far Away” is so evocative and sets the thoughtful, somber tone for your poem. Warmest wishes my poet friend.. ~Susan

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 7/11/2024 6:38:00 AM

Dear Victor, I almost missed your poem and it does bring me sadness because of the loss of so many families, friends, and neighbors over time. I think you really expressed this so well, and sometimes I write about cemeteries, which shows that time moves forward no matter what. A wonderful read! - Blessings, My friend, Daniel

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 7/10/2024 6:03:00 PM

A longing for the cemetery to be taken care of. One last visit, before she goes away.

Evelyn Judy Buehler

Date: 7/10/2024 4:29:00 PM

Your story is mysterious and melancholy, Victor. I liked the final two lines of this well imagined poem. Best wishes.

Hilo Poet

Date: 7/10/2024 1:34:00 PM

If e'er one visits a cemetary that accommodate those dearly departed of the Far East Asiatic persuasions who had chosen Western-conceptual burial over Family-traditional cremation, since that is preferred by the majority, lest partial family host Western views sharing few floral vases, as the vast majority will be food bowls and platters and burnt incense. Hawaii has quite a few that paints the mural of a cemetery that is lacking. Different culture, different people, and different faith. Aloha

Maria Fernandez-Garcia

Date: 7/10/2024 12:52:00 PM

Lovely rhyme poem. Deep and profound. In the end, nobody likes to visit them, they are abandoned. We all have our beloved ones there, but I want to believe that they are in a better dimension and fluttering next to us. Well done my friend. Thank you. Hugs/María

Beryl Edmonds

Date: 7/10/2024 10:14:00 AM

Victor, it’s sad that as time passes away, the dead are not often visited where they lay. Loved ones grow old and lose their vigour, but the love in their heart will never wither. Well written… Beryl

Valsa George

Date: 7/10/2024 6:31:00 AM

Sad that to this cemetery , no one comes to pray or lay a bouquet of flowers ! This place lies so desolate and forlorn. After death, as long as we are unaware of what happens, let us hope that the one's lying there would not feel abandoned. Touchingly expressed, dear Victor.

Tom Woody

Date: 7/10/2024 6:15:00 AM

According to the Bible, the dead cannot be appeased (Ecclesiastes 9:5-10). The best thing we can do is remember them and pray for the day we may see them again. Nevertheless, your poem is poignant victor

Karen Jones

Date: 7/10/2024 5:35:00 AM

“Why does no one care to visit? Bring a rose, cheer up their spirit?” I never thought of that! I always felt the dead were too happy and busy to notice their gravesite! But now I will remember your poem and my favorite lines to inspire me when laying flowers in remembrance! Great poem what writer’s block???

Joe Dimino

Date: 7/10/2024 4:27:00 AM

Classic, terrific poetry. Let the dead lie, indeed -- and their soul rise, we keep them earthbound with our mourning. They await us anew...where the sun is always bright, and the sky. clear and blue -- rinsed away all tears. Love the mysterious mood you set with this one, Victor. Excellent!

Mike Gentile

Date: 7/10/2024 4:18:00 AM

Sad thoughts, beautifully expressed Victor! The imagery is clear and true! I hope peace is near for all of them! A Happy Wednesday to you!!