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A Walk Among the Gravestones
When walking through a graveyard in among the many stones;
I’m told beneath the path I tread, lies rotting flesh and bone.

But I refuse to dwell upon what death and time have done:
Instead I choose to speak out loud, "To me your still someone".

Then I might...

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Categories: gravestones, death, grave, sympathy,
Form: Elegy
Premium Member Gravestones, Poems That Paint a Picture 2
The Old Stones and the Finch

Gravestones are made of granite;
I guess to hide the dirt, 
so people don't have to come as much
to clean them. 

I hate you're down there
in a vault of cement. 

I want to take a jackhammer 
and set you free!

See how...

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Categories: gravestones, absence, death, death of
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Gravestones
Footprints fade away,  doves stand guard
leaving a blue sky with a hint of gray
shadows dance across marble stones
from naked limbs
bodies shiver, eyes stare
minds yearn to remember,  hearts quiver
for the dead have no concern
though their names are etched in stone
to remember their footprints as...

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Categories: gravestones, death, perspective,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Gravestones
The Grave Stone

 Many years ago I went to the cemetery to find
my brother`s grave, but he had not been dead long
and had no stone. I was sent a picture, his stone is big
full name and in loving memory, the whole clan must have
chipped in...

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© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: gravestones, art, august, baptism, beautiful,
Form: Blank verse
Bogomil Graveyard
Gravestones lopsided
Forgotten behind the trees 
Surrounded by grass
Sun crosses risen from earth 
Crowned with some olive green mosh...

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Categories: gravestones, death, eulogy, funeral, grave,
Form: Tanka
Premium Member A Walk, Through St Catherine's Churchyard, Ludham Thursday 18th March 2021
Crystal dewdrop jewels pendent from leafless Hawthorne
over snowdrop pearls and early golden buds of daffodil.
A blackbird upon Sparrow, Peggy Gladys does adorn,
while morning light accentuates the name of Mitchell, Bill.
I look behind, my footsteps in the dew a path have worn,
past Throwers by the row,...

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Categories: gravestones, daffodils,
Form: Quintain (Sicilian)




Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry