Gravestones Poems - Poems about Gravestones

Gravestones lopsided Forgotten behind the trees Surrounded by grass Sun crosses risen from earth Crowned with some olive green mosh...

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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, as well as Bunting, Jane. Stowe, Daniel....

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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 it looked costly. I felt slightly envious I can get a...

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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 the old stones are not crisp? How the rain tries to...

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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 they fade away Marble stones too will fade along with the doves,...

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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 introduce myself and ask him of his fate. Were the...

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