Grave Journey Poems

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Details | Light Poetry |
The Devils Riddle


Dark is the night
Dark is the soul
Dark is the heart that used to glow

Empty are the rainbows falling from the skies
Empty of the spirits when the darkness flies by
Empty is the treasure chest of dreams long gone

Tombs hold secrets of mysteries past
Tombs hold the dark to ensure it will endure
Tombs full of treasures are barren at last

Stones are grey in silence they sit
Stones are markers of the dark run amiss
Stones look up to overcast skies



   death looks down, the final curtain call
   smirks and winks, I will soon have you all
   dark and empty you shall soon be enslaved
   to the mysteries of dark empty ways
   there is no final place that you shall rest



emoH the angel of death has declared
“oN graves the trumpets play as I shall sing”

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2014




Details | Rhyme |
An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
An AR16 rifle in my hands….
Seemed like such a paradox,
In the paddies and jungles of Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
A man’s life was in my hands….
That life was not only mine,
While trying to survive in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
Hoping for guidance by God’s hand….
Ignore our sin, keep us alive and safe,
While fighting in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
My duffel bag in my hand….
After 13 months, I was going home,
No more to fight in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
An Honorable Discharge in my hand….
Only to be spat upon, called ‘baby killer’,
By ‘peaceniks’ against the war in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace no longer hung ‘round my neck,
The challenge of a new life was at hand….
Found love, happiness and some success,
And tried not to think of Vietnam.

Again, that same amulet of peace hangs ‘round my neck;
And I hope my friends all understand….
I want our courageous young men and women
Out of Iraq and Afghanistan.

Copyright © Robert Candler | Year Posted 2014

Details | Elegy |
When it hits my chest
It would not lay me to rest
It cannot bring about my end
So long I refuse to bend
Death on my chest
Is but a test
On my will to live up
To see if I would give up
The Giver would allow the pain
After seeing my faith on life
He would restore me again.
Death test is but in the while
Of a second
After which we can go on.

Copyright © Divine Friday Idiong | Year Posted 2014




Details | Elegy |
We seem to have it all
As we want for nothing
In the darkness of the womb 

We are evicted into the light
Sadness, then happiness 
Unaware of the looming doom

We seem to have it all-
Sadness, then happiness
Cloudy-vorfreude abloom 

We hustle, we jump huddles 
We cry, we hate, while loving
Then the reaper to the tomb

Copyright © okoi nkanu | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme |
Quite frankly, I don't remember at all
You see I was quite young when I took my first fall.
Don't know which parent was there to catch me
Or how hard the decision was to stand back and let me. 
Did I topple forward or backward, or who made the call. 
And who scooped me up crying
After the fall.
I can't remember the joy of first letting go
And taking that step without holding on. 
Groping my way forward
Leaning against the wall
I got back up 
After the fall.
As the Earth spun the years flew by so fast
At 17 I finally knew everything at last!!
Unexpectedly, I fell once again,
Head over heels this time 
And out on a limb.
I was so sure of that bet
I gambled it all
Heart bruised abused and then broken
After that fall.
And then I broke my own promise 
To not love again.
Hungry for life
I gambled to win.
Life is a theatre of first steps first 
A one act play with no time to rehearse.
Co starring in roles
Cast without planning.
"Never more" echoes 
The raven still chanting.
Undaunted unwilling
To let darkness win all
Trusting Father to be there
After the fall.
Then the day came
When I had a son
To let him learn the word hot And hope he'd not run,
Would he still love me
Or trust me at all
When I pulled my hand back
And allowed him to fall?
And knowing I'd be there again
To help him to stand
And knowing he might never walk
If I didn't let go of his hand
And hoping he didn't revert back to a crawl
When I let go of his hand
And allowed him to fall.
As the earth kept on turning
My heart kept yearning
My son now a man
Living and learning.
He hasn't held my hand now in a very long time
The cats in the cradle slowly plays in the back of my mind.
I looked in the mirror today
And noticed my dad.
And remembered a talk that we'd never had.
Remembering how he seemed towering and tall 
And was there every time 
After each fall.
I lose my balance these days now and again
My steps aren't as sure
As they once might have been. 
In the winter of life now
I feel so small
And wonder who'll catch me
If I take a fall. 
I suppose I'll just have to trust Father
With both great things and small 
To pick me up on the other side
When I take my last fall.

Copyright © Kelly Crenshaw | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme |
I rend asunder and
Crumble into dust
Before my very eyes.

No answers forthcoming
To my many questions,
Most important, "Why?"

"A fool are you,"
I stand thinking.
"There is no disguise."

To worry so about
What matters not
In the by and by.

Trials have strengthened.
Sorrows kept me human.
No point to analyze.

"Life is for living,"
An ultimate truth
I finally realized.

Sooner than later
Might have been better,
Had only I been wise.

I rend asunder and
Crumble into dust....
A twinkle in my eye.

Copyright © Robert Candler | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |
My Little Boy Lost
by Katherine Huffman
Hello? My son, are you here?
I can't see you, I can't find you, why aren't you near?

As I walk the streets in search of you, 
I feel a pull, a tug, not sure what to do.
I passed the park as I looked for my boy, 
Even passed our play spot, but in my sight, not even a toy.
After everywhere I thought that I could go, 
There was one place, but it can't be right, this is all I know.

Hello? My son, are you here?
I can't see you, can't find you,
Why can't I feel you near?

This evening begins as I lay to rest my head, 
There are some things I'm unsure of, 
Like making your tiny bed.
Oh God, whats happening, haven't I counted your toes?
What about cradling your head or kissing your little nose?
What are these things I am unsure of, have I even done? 
Where are you, where are you my precious son?

Mommy lays here, in tears, her face on something cold.
Where are you my son, it's you I need to hold.
I've searched all day, it's turning into night,
I'm tired, I'm lost, but I still won't give up this fight.
My eyes start to close, slumber is far too near 
If I fall asleep, I may miss seeing you my dear.

Next thing I know, as I wake to the sun.
Wondering what it is, what has been done?
As I sit, my eyes focus, I start to look around.
Then, for some reason, they are drawn to the ground.
As I look, I see what has become,
This can't be, what's happening, where am I my son?

That cold my face last night laid upon, 
Was a marker, with your name, 
Of your body my little one.
Those things I wasn't sure if I'd ever done, 
Were but the memories, I'd hoped to make with you my son.

You were here, I know you were here 
My beautiful, precious son.
You were in mommies arms, such a little one.
As though it were as simple as reading a book,
I start to realize
These tangled webs have become unhooked.

That tug, that pull that led your mommy here, 
It was your spirit, it was your soul, 
It was your heart my little dear.

Here you were, here you were, 
Right with me, so very near.
My little boy, my son, 
Mommies little one was here.
You see? You led me where I needed to go.
For it was well past the time,
To accept this I know.

I feel a tug, I feel a pull.
I feel like I need to hurry, 
Like I have to go.
There is someone I remember,
I need to get to I know.
He's a small one, a little boy. 
He's your brother, my son, 
He's pulling, he's tugging, 
Needing mommy my little one.
I have to leave, I have to go, 
To find my baby, my son.

Oh Thank You my boy,
For bringing me here.
For letting my mind begin to see clear.
You showed me the way, 
I now see the light.
I am so close, so near in this dark night.

So here you are, here you are, 
With mommy, my baby is so very near.
You are in my heart, my mind, 
And this little brother of yours, my dear.

My little boy lost, my little boy lost, 
it's you I have found.
You were there with me,
as I slept on that ground.

Hello? My son, are you here?
I can see you, mommy found you, 
In my arms I hold you so near.
I've bathed you, I've clothed you, 
And cradled your head.
I counted your toes,
I bent in and kissed that little nose.
As you fell asleep in your bed.

Without him, 
Would these be memories
we are making my dear?
Without him would mommy, 
Be able to hold you so near?

We have a little angel to watch over us for all nights.
In spirit, with us, his soul,
Our endless guiding light.
He's your big brother, my son, my precious little one. 
He's right here, a part of you, 
Never again to be gone.

My little boy lost, my little boy lost,
It's you, I can see.
I have to Thank You 
For guiding me!

Copyright © Katee Surface | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
Never to see her again
I looked down
Wine of bloods holo

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

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2018

Details | Free verse |
Shallow grave
Out of the clay 
In new breath of life
Fire tested
Beneath this weeping willow my soul rested
Motionless as a statue
Forever stuck in place
Out of the tar pits
Dirty unclean by your eyes
Who will save me now?
My life molded out of clay
In vain I shaped my own image
Made my own ways
40 yrs in the desert
Thirsty for a cool sip
But water is not found
Out here in the dryness of this hollow grave
I been stranded alone on an island
The island of misfit toys
But here I sit alone
Unwanted by the unwanted
A loveless soul
Is never what I wanted
But here I rot
Will you join me?
Shall I save you a spot?
In my final resting place
Staring at the sun
Till my eyes burn
Blinded by the light
So that I may not see my fate
Living careless was my misfortune
My one mistake
Weeping eyes cry
A dead man soul dies
No loose ends
Said all my good byes
But a muted voice goes unheard
Curtains close tonight
This is the end..

Copyright © Honcho Mars | Year Posted 2014

Details | ABC |
There are roads I wish i had'nt take  but, everyone makes mistakes There was 
cloudy days  that made raindrops fall down  my face Everyone would say you're 
so strong you can get through this I really believe them  My body felt weaker  each 
day that pass The grave they put my mother in I felt they did the same to me The 
road i try to take just made a  U turn And my life is just put in grave No more days 
No more nights just silence.

Copyright © Danielle Horan | Year Posted 2006

Details | Free verse |
The cold,
	It bites, stings, and burns. 
	And yet, 
	I stay as the night turns. 

	Even now,
	I can’t feel even your spirit.
	You’ve wandered,
	So far away, I see it. 

	Despite it,
	I can’t feel a bit of happiness.
	I want you,
	I know that I am being selfish.

	I’d smile,
	Wondering how you would react,
	To see me,
	A new being and in tact. 

	But now,
	You’re just a concrete block.
	In town,
	I can hear the bell ring for the clock.

I can’t stay,
	For I don’t know what I am.
	What am I?
	Am I a child’s toy or a human?

	The sun,
	It begins to rise, signaling to me. 
	It’s time,
	For me to leave you be. 

	I say my eternal goodnight, as you begin to degrade,
	And walk away to find my way in life’s parade.

Copyright © Frisk Carris | Year Posted 2017

Details | ABC |
You can’t see it,
You can’t hear it.
It comes like a bolt of light,
And it takes the most precious from you.
You can’t hide from it.
It plays with you and always wins,
It sits beside you but you will never feel it,
It never shows mercy for it has no heart,
No feelings, no sorrow, no happiness.
It shows the way and then becomes the thorn on your way.
It gives you everything you wish but,
When the time comes it takes everything you have and leaves you with nothing.
It is something unexpected and you would always try to stay away from it.

Copyright © Steffi Mary Varghese | Year Posted 2017