Best Bury Poems
Bury Me In My Jeans"I've rode the range now fer nigh on sixty years,
Brandin' dogies and ropin' them wily Hereford steers.
When I come to the end of the trail, I don't want no big scenes.
Boys, jes' wrap me in my hoss's blanket and bury me in my jeans!"
"I don't...
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Categories:
bury, me, old,
Form:
Rhyme
Oh Bury Mehttps://soundcloud.com/kentucky-gal/2014-09-29-07-50-37098a
Oh bury me high upon a peaceful country mountain.
By the stream of crystal waters flowing like an endless fountain.
With it's emerald green hillside dotted with beautiful wild flowers.
And tall pine trees that scent the air in a warm summer shower.
Find an...
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Categories:
bury, beauty, death, nature,
Form:
Couplet
I Won'T Bury Me AgainI buried you before, I won't bury me again,
Confusion has forgotten me as your friend.
We buried your ashes six feet in the ground,
and searched for you all over this damn town.
I try hard to forget what it was like in the end,
I buried you before,...
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Categories:
bury, confusion, sister, suicide,
Form:
Quatern
These Feelings I Want To BuryThese feelings for you I just want to bury
right beneath the caress of those cherry
scented kisses which captivate and carry
my mind to the finest places
laced with heavenly graces
where people have no traces
of our moments, of you and I
from now, from today until we die
when you...
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Categories:
bury, dedication, feelings, i love
Form:
Rhyme
Let the Dead Bury Their OwnAs my weary eyes give in
I become entranced.
A day completed now
and so I give it back a glance.
Every chance I'm given,
I break it all apart
I break it all apart
I'll break this all apart.
I can be your monster or your hero
it depends upon my heart.
If I...
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Categories:
bury, dark,
Form:
Rhyme
Bury My HeartThere is a book on the bedside table
Waiting for an apology
It tells the story of how the white man lied and duped
Native Americans at every turn of the trail
A people that are here and know the soul of the earth
They trusted men’s words as...
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Categories:
bury, abuse, america, corruption, culture,
Form:
Narrative
Bury the ShovelPeople
who
buried
the dead
cannot
expect
to
be
buried
by
the
Dead....
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Categories:
bury, death,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Bury Me At SeaWhen my time passes
And there’s no breath left in me,
Take my ashes to the oceans
And set my spirit free.
There I can rejoin my friends
There I will not be alone.
There I can make my amends
There I won’t be unknown.
Far too much blood spilled onto this planet
Makes...
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Categories:
bury, angel, death, goodbye, prayer,
Form:
Bury MeBury Me
Bury me by the Ocean
Bury me out at Sea
Bury me in a beauty spot
Where the sun always shines on me
Bury me deep in Bluebell Wood
Bury me in fields of Clover
Bury me in sacred ground
With a rainbow arching over
But please;
Don’t bury me...
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Categories:
bury, death, funeral, silly,
Form:
Rhyme
Bury Me StandingBury Me Standing
(Finally found the poems I wrote when was 14.)
Britt Bailey was Kentucky born,
Left that state with wrath and scorn
Then he took to politics it's told
With a gun was brash and bold.
Britt and his rival had feuded so
For their guns they both did...
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Categories:
bury, anxiety, bereavement, death,
Form:
Couplet
Bury Me Not So Soon“I am the master of my fate”
O Time, breathe softly
And caress my wounds
By your wings vagrant
And let the sun rays
Enfold me in their vault
While singing their song
Of eternal peace
As I bemoan the battle lost.
Bury me not so soon,
My companion for life,
A man rich in glory...
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Categories:
bury, emotions, life, time,
Form:
Free verse
Translation of Bury Me In a Free Land By Frances E W Harper 1825 - 1911Translation of " Bury Me in a Free Land " by Frances E. W. Harper
(Homage to Frances Ellen Watkins HARPER, the First Black Lady of America, 1825 - 1911, Orphan, Poet, Novelist, Civil Rights Activist, Public Speaker, Suffragette, whose memorable lines of subdued indignation arise...
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Categories:
bury, america, black african american,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Bury the DeadThe rain pours down my face while lights flash in the distance
Among the ones once living, I choose the path of most resistance
Blood, sweat, tears, and rain mix as I grasp the wooden sentencer
Condemning to eternity the demons while my hands endure the splinters.
...
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Categories:
bury, loss, lost love, love,
Form:
I Am the CarpenterI am Joseph the Carpenter, husband of Mary,
I am the Carpenter, we were the chosen of many,
Angel Gabriel visited the Virgin Mary, Mother
Of Jesus, I was accepted as His legal Father,
We became parents sadly, our Saviour to bury....
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Categories:
bury, jesus,
Form:
Limerick
Dig My Own Grave~~["Dig My Own Grave" is a series of writings in reflection of mental preparation...
~~~Each scoop of dirt rids the mess where I'm to be finally laid to rest~~~]
Cleanliness is next to "Godliness"_ or so I have heard.
Sounds good to me_ no debate,...
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Categories:
bury, appreciation, death, fate, funeral,
Form:
Couplet