Best Gravediggers Poems

Patiently they waited,
Watching each of us exert
Just a modicum of effort
As we shoveled up some dirt.

Every toss drew all attention
As the soil came raining down,
‘Til...

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Mr. Butcher, the undertaker, did a capital job of laying old Cheatum out,
Though he had to cram him in the casket since the senator was...

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The undertaker at Butcher's Funeral Parlor received the dreadful call.
Seems old Senator Cheatum keeled over and succumbed at the local mall!
His untimely demise spurred the...

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In Ulzana's Raid,
the Native- and European-American concepts of property ownership
      and rights
are incompatible and irresolvable. McIntosh
had no illusions about that....

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On the surface 
you’re all sweetness and light

But ... 
the truth is life isn't a game
and if I were to start digging
digging deeper than a...

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*Image of Ghana's Dancing Pallbearers by CGTN.

Dance of Deliverance

Portend looms gravediggers ere dusk
Orange descend skies slipping purple
Their courage ascend embolden husk
Almost finished all extend into...

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At this moment in time
There are moms giving birth,
While gravediggers shovel
A plot in the earth.

At this moment a plane
Is preparing to soar,
While a soldier’s blown...

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the gravediggers crest
two crossed scraping shovels
lifelong employment

they dig a large hole
occupant won’t see their work
yet pays final bill

Contest sponsor John Lawler
A Scraping of Shovels Poetry...

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I was wondering today if something is wrong with me
if I'm normal
healthy

it doesn't happen to me
It doesn't

I can't write anymore about shadows
cemeteries
crests
I can't write like...

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People are separated from good food,
Babies delayed reunion with mother’s breasts;
The innocent begin to ape the crude,
Killer attacks a fresh retest of previous bomb tests.

Gravediggers...

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Have seen the plunge of a dolphin 
And soar of a kite, 
Crows gulping every bit of rubbish in a habitual air. 

Have seen moths...

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The seeds that dig deep into the heart
rise up with all kinds of vengeance
speaking with a voice that's deceitful
casting upon one-lifetime sentence

When one seeks to...

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 (Kafkaesque) This is a Franz Kafka style poem 

All ill manner of men dances at the bottom of my flowing skirt,
A circus of vultures...

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The grave was freshly dug

Just awaiting the arrival of the body

Four Ghosts stood silent in wait

They had waited a long time

The waiting was over

The gravestone...

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