Burial Ground Poems - Poems about Burial Ground

...OTETS THE MANY DAYS AND NIGHT YOU LENT ME YOUR DIVINE EAR THROUGH PRAYER DURING HARDSHIP TIMES AND ILLNESS RAISING MY GRANDDAUGHTER KEEPING HER SAFE IN CATHOLIC SCHOOLS IN WISCONSIN OUR LADY OF......Read the rest...

...Were I to stretch my feet on floor, The walls would lead me to the door. If I walk tall, a bit unbent, If not the roof my head would dent. If only should I sleep all crawled— As per the training......Read the rest...

...In the dance of thoughts, we twirl, a symphony of whispered musings. Words, delicate as a butterfly's kiss, flutter from our lips, sometimes exquisite, sometimes in the gentle decay of letters. ......Read the rest...

...My stomach is growling from the coconut trash bubbling in my system, my stomach is growling from toxic energy circulating in the street. My stomach is growling from words people are shouting in the t......Read the rest...

...I walk through the pristine green Follow the footpath around And finally arrive at the unkempt Natural burial ground. The field has matured over The past ten years The Hawthorne now overshado......Read the rest...

...The monastery was easy to subdue, the Norse warriors left nothing useful and those who attempted to escape were cut down. A few terrified prisoners, mostly young men and women, were spared. T......Read the rest...

...walk by the burial ground ubiquitous queues of lichen awninged tombstones string out engraving summarizes bold subheading who was adored by whom I slide the dainty floret stipends turn......Read the rest...

...The young must know that they are loved For there is goodness in every young person Give me souls--the souls of young people These boys are not bad, these boys, they need me In their midst I feel......Read the rest...

...Lament Of A Fallen Peaceful Warrior Dreamt as I hover amongst the distant stars I never existed No hands or feet or words of regret discernibly heard or said ......Read the rest...

...©Francis Maugo I understand we'll never return. Behind my warmth, I'm stacked up with shame. To me it's become so obviously. These jumping in contemplations Have begun to crowd. What did I m......Read the rest...

...Who cares when one cries? Who cares when one dies? Corpses are found scattered all around; The earth is turned into a burial ground. Pretend not to be dumb; And your body has gone numb. If the ......Read the rest...

...I saw it being built on the sacred burial ground of a field I had died nobly upon many a time. Dark girders arose riveted to the skyline, ashen boned concrete walls constructed by unseen hands.......Read the rest...

...Down, down, down in the burial ground, goes horrible Cosmos; everything he did was so awful: feel sympathy for his victims! Way down into the cold darkness we plunge, there's no deep water to sa......Read the rest...

...Came our love with an expiry date, Sooner that knocked the door, not so late. None of us wantonly wished to break, But teenage love in time rusts to shake. Nor a knot to break off does get ti......Read the rest...

... There sat in opulent xanadu, the demagogue of empirical hedonism, his granary once fuelled regal reign of epicureanism: gregarious, restive, much-awaited successor of imperial......Read the rest...