Best Tombs Poems

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Every crack in the ceiling,
dries up every river of dreams.
When idle eyes can't view their skies,
wadi minds flood over with schemes.

And every hole in the floors
becomes a bottomless well,
where loveless hearts go wishless,
dry up in a dusty old hell.

The mission bells may...

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I say a prayer at a loved ones tomb
 I leave a flower, for in my heart they bloom
 To me they'll always be a treasure
 Never to be forgotten,  ever

 But there is a tomb where treasures abound
 A place where pyramids are...

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Burnt offerings --
Tomb of Pharaoh and Sphinx
Blush mirror of death...

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When tombs of ancient bloom





Only if those tombs 
of antediluvian times,
Be the teachers 
for genius to bloom,

Will positively ancient 
hidden in gloom,
Flood thoughts 
of subtle minds,

Rise out of mausoleum 
and innuendo,
Nurture seeds of future 
to panegyrize till eternity.

Will every dead 
be reborn ....


Written March 11th,...

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Stony tombs are ahead
Monuments of bygone days
Each with its own secret
Ready to unfold
Carved on a marble grave
Words charged with sorrow:
“Here lies a lover”
“One who loved and lost”
“One whose heart ceased to beat”
“One whose love ceased to die”
Carved on a black grave
Words of gloom and horror:
“Here...

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... there met Jesus two possessed with devils,
coming out of the tombs ...
Matt 8:28


Two untamed men,
fierce as any animal ever seen
Two possessed souls,
living naked among the unclean dead things
Two from the tombs ...
couldn't be fettered,
so as slaves, they couldn't be used;
unable to be kept chained,
they...

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That Darkness Leading Into Silent Tombs


At night, hallway between our distant bedrooms
that darkness leading into silent tombs,
I know the pain of your quiet despair,
where foul shadows float though the air.

Memories of that day, those dastardly deeds
bequeath a crop of ever darker seeds,
I feel the anger...

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Women lie in tombs.
No smiles, no dancing, no talk. 
In a big hurry they rushed out.
Now? Not a sound leaves their mouth!
Still as the harsh winter ground.
As silent as Democratic prosecutors.
Who let evil men, hunt city sidewalks for women.
Just out to have fun.

These evil men...

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  Precipitation continuously falls

Nary dry spot upon all the walls

Stuck inside in the dark gloom

The gramineae's glume

Untouched though.

Tombs'

Far below

Vaults deep in earth's womb

Caskets drenched may flow in flumes

Nothing can stop the rainfall or stalls

Precipitation continuously falls   

Contest: Writing Challenge-Andaree Form
Sponsor: Constance
Written: 01-22-2023

Matthew...

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That is the jetted sky a forgotten eye a pirates patch when swords clashed everything that melted when the ice was frozen everyone everyone has been chosen every question has been answered striking with a word with every raindrop has been counted like my thoughts...

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I held the hand
of a madman
hiding in Hollyhocks
blending with ogres, 
eerie in tombs, 
chasing stars through
their animal shapes; 
others, a witch 
to their ghosts, anew, 
those gardens
though full, were
dark worlds at night...

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