Grave Music Poems

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Details | Elegy |
Moon Walk on Your Grave

A life begun in stardom,
now, ending up in shame.
Relentless media, cruel world,
who then is there to blame.

A sadness inside,
no tears on your face.
The pain all but over,
mass confusion erase.

In wonder we watch,
can a life be explained?
Can't surface your agony,
under facade you remained.

Let's focus on the talent,
musical joy that you gave.
In peace now I pray,
moon walk on your grave.

© Rene' Brady 2009

Copyright © Rene' Brady | Year Posted 2009




Details | Narrative |
Everybody was horrified of Paul's scruffy looks
with dirt and mud smeared all over his wrinkled face,
and his long nose with dark spots on its tip;
and a grave digger matched that image,
but he was the nicest person on planet earth:
hard-working, estimable, amicable and honest.
After the day's work was done, Paul stared
at the empty lots and whispered to himself,
" Soon I'll be in one of them...I feel it coming! "
One unlucky afternoon he was standing
on the edge of a newly dug-up grave and accidently
slipped and fell into the twenty-feet excavation;
no screams for help were heard...he was dead!
That same afternoon, there was a burial
and as the corpse's coffin was lowered into the grave,
Father Michael spotted a body lying on the bottom of it,
and it resembled that of Paul....suddenly police 
were notified and minutes later a fire truck arrived
to the dreary scene. Then two young firefighters
lowered themselves into the pitch-dark grave by holding
onto sturdy ropes, and without much effort, 
they pulled his bruised and broken body:
he was pronounced dead at two-thirty.
Paul had a near-death experience, one of the most
incredible ones: he visited heaven, the place of bliss!
And as he climbed the gold stairway, he heard many voices
of those he knew in the previous life...they chanted glorifying God,
who was seated on an ivory throne surrounded by Archangels,
Saints and the Prophets whom he remembered from his Bible readings.

Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2010

Details | Pantoum |
Grief in the dark of the shuttered house
Huddled on this desolate shore
A letter is held slackly spent
Bearing the ravaged face of all farewells
Huddled on this desolate shore
An empty heart so dusty at his feet
Bearing the ravaged face of all farewells
Secrets hovering like lonely birds
An empty heart so dusty at his feet
Timeless heartache lives again
Secrets hovering like lonely birds
A letter is held held slackly spent
Timeless heartache lives again
Once buried deep, a grave exhumed
A letter is held slackly spent
Adagio drones of old music scores
Once buried deep, a grave exhumed
Against an empty picture frame
Adagio drones of old music scores
Grief in the dark of the shuttered house...




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Written for Catie's Pantoum contest

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2010




Details | Senryu |
Grave and Largo sat
Adagio strolled and waved
Allegro shot past

Copyright © JP Armstrong | Year Posted 2018