Burying Poems - Poems about Burying

Burying Caesar

Friends, neighbors, countrymen,
I come to bury Caesar not to praise him. 
Of course he was no famous emperor, 
although he was proud and tough enough 
to think he was the king of our alley. 

Poor Caesar, a life cut short 
by some irresponsible driver 
squashed him down in the middle of the street 
and kept

BURYING DIRT

I was twelve once,
long brown hair,
big brown eyes,
men always stared.

I was twelve once,
smart and witty,
some would say,
I was pretty.

I was twelve once,
dreamed about life,
would I someday,
become someone's wife.

I was twelve once,
got knocked down,
was not allowed,
to make a sound.

I was twelve once,
cried all alone,
this glass house,
doesn't throw stones.

I was twelve once,
grew up fast,
stuck on twelve,
my hearts

An Unprepared Son Burying His Dad

We all saw him seize his mum’s shoulder
And smile but in his heart a boulder
I knew you didn’t catch the second;
I happen to have a mind fecund.

What my eyes snatched was a masquerade:
A face vandal might want for a raid
But this he’s not acting on purpose;
Just not here to hear what lips propose:
Mark is a

Burying the Idea of Marriage

She has the idea buried 
Of later getting married,
As she shall be forty-five:
Very far from twenty five…

Her mirror has been talking;
Strong challenges from walking.
“When last was Monthly Bleeding?
Like Lot from Sodom fleeing!”

Marriage mainly child-bearing,
In Nigeria for child-rearing; 
Tears for declined proposals:
Fine Guys that faced disposals; 
Her rash rejection of Ben 
And harsh ejection of Ken…

Bloody Valentines For Burying White

"Bloody Valentines for Burying White" 

Sometimes delightful
sometimes cyanide
that one 
speaks her mind 
burying white 
6ft deep 
in the slick
hot pink 
coils of her mind
scales for weighing
the delightful slights
of rose burning
war-torn 
bloody valentines
 
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)


“Only Shallow” / My Bloody Valentine
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LYRICS/ “Only Shallow”, My Bloody Valentine
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Common Sense Nonsense - Series 201

Common Wisdom is not really either. For example ..
1. Let the past bury the past

Can not be done that way.
Use funeral parlors, or celebrate a dead person's with memorial

When Jesus said similar words, "it was to rebuke a procrastinator, "Let the dead bury the dead." The living dead make much of human traditions including ceremonial

Burying the Witness

eyes saw
so they had to go
mouth will talk
so she had to be eliminated
the hands felt
wait. they were already buried right?

Burying Yesterday's Burdens

Take away the memories burning within my heart.
Rid me of grief I've felt since we were torn apart.

Offer me a brew of magical potion so I can forget
This wretched anguish born from things that I regret.

Songs of sorrow stumble me; I can't listen any more
Sedate me with wine until I lie cradled on the floor.

Echoes

Burying the Hatchet

Nobody ever forgets where he buried the hatchet. ~ Kin Hubbard 

Riley was a control freak
barking orders at his wife
who'd scurry like a timid mouse
knowing if she didn't conform
a barrage of blows would rain down on her body

Of course, he made certain
not to mar her pretty face -
he needed her to look good
when she collected

Burying

I can float again
She's my thought
How could I have gone so long
sparaging to not

How could she have worried me
How could she not
How could she have ever seen
burying what's caught

Burying Superman

“Never give an inch boy,”
a drunken uncle once told me.

It sounded like a spell
to ward off vicious dogs, rabid priests;
any jackass or villain with crooked eyes.

Superman is a plastic 3-inch-high figure,
a talisman I keep in my jeans pocket.

Make an incision into an inch,
divide the scar
fill up the razor thin gash
with salt from secret tears.
Eat a

Burying the Hatchet

Burying The Hatchet
©Ben Burton 4/7/2018

When burying the hatchet, make it deep
Thus none who travels by might ever see
That designee of senseless, squandered time
Wherein the guilt lies not in any crime
Save arrogance or stubborness gone wild
Which should have been abandoned as a child
The path that leads us to maturity
Yields tolerance for those who disagree
For rancor clouds

Burying You

Since you been gone
I think less of you
I shed less tears

I cried for days
I said a painful goodbye
Meeting your mother for the first time
Wasn't how i dreamed of

Some days I can pass without a thought
Others not so much
Why do i keep thinking of you
Why do i keep crying over you....

Though

Burying you wasn't what I wanted

The Burying of the Virgin

THE BURYING OF THE  VIRGIN 
The gloom of death gone bad so near that night,
as circumstance played out a mournful tune,
and echoed through my brain, as if it might,
give credence to the shadows of full moon;
and buried I my virgin, thin and bare,
she bathed in lilac, head down to her toes;
I laid her sixteen

Burying Africa

Of desert sands
And arid lands
Of highest mountains
Proudly stands
Of open plains
Of fertile soil
Where no man has touched
His hand to spoil

Of forests vast
And verdant gloss
Of river snakes
And silver dross
Africa stands huge and humble
In poverty it seems to drunkenly stumble

Of violence powerfully fed
Its bloody rivers washes red
Washing away a future splendid
As riches are pillaged
Whilst ruffians spend it

Oh Africa,

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