Graveyards Poems - Poems about Graveyards

Sevens, Shovels, and Spades Dig, dig, dig. Black soil and stone Earth worms wiggle , Decay bones Dig, dig, dig, scatter seeds there Sprouting, searching sun and air Dig, dig, dig, To hide our dead Six feet under, body bed Dig, dig, dig, create new life Born of earth, Feed appetites Dig, dig, dig, Shovel and Spade Flowers grow from planted pain Dig, dig,...

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There’s a hill that I’m climbing I don’t know where it’s going but I hope it leads to you I don’t think I could take it if the view was anything but you Every battle has an enemy but in this case I think I’m the outlaw and the jury Reconciliation, motivation Things we lost...

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For generations raps, taps and table turnings were the signs of a spirit calling; the ghoul of you trying to deliver a message - to finish unfinished business and sleep an everlasting slumber in the clouds above. The presence of a loved one floated in white light, apparitions waving at the end of a tunnel bright....

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Yes, yes, his siblings are long deceased though there are no graveyards in the mind He relives their quarrels each night in dreams struggling, in vain, to flee nightmares unkind By day, his two sisters whimper, one in each ear by night, their fury they roar, magnifying his fears... No, no, there aren't any graveyards...

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Graveyards are beautiful to me, oh, those trees so filigree, those beautiful statues so eternally divine. Since a child I have gone to see, graves in rows like waves in the sea. And as I ponder- I gather inspiration sublime, inside me words twine, and in time rhyme. Today, I go with a bright red rose, oh, when he died- I froze, I lay...

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between old graveyards-- young cherry blossoms ripen in dead of winter Haiku Premiere Contest 20 June 2017...

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A few days ago A thunderous storm Attacked my city And reduced Trees and structures To bits and pieces It has uprooted Numerous homes and Countless plants It has destroyed The lives of people Who have lived under trees And on platforms Along with their Simple dreams and hopes While I observed The heavy ruins of This witchy strike, My eyes fell upon A roadside graveyard With...

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Graveyards are beautiful to me, oh, those trees so filigree, those beautiful statues so eternally divine. Since a child I have gone to see, ...

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And the cemetery was littered with debris While I paced the graveyards in crushed marble, That seraphic figures draped the woeful air Enshrining those long gone…names forgotten By time’s entombment of a shrunken past As black roses moved with the cold, cold wind. From this moment, a heavy silence tugs me; I kneel down and cry, sighing they find...

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Across the knoll where fading starlight hangs On graveyards damp, laying on pleated moss While row of angels bears the gusty winds; As evening spreads its thin veil on the ground . My hands begin to trace each cross on the aisle Revealing a child’s name, young bones interred Within the deepened chamber of his tomb, Enshrined in limestone white...like a...

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nail shut this coffin - bury it forever in yesterdays’ graveyards ~*~...

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The stagger of night, twilight stalks all lands, draws close the grief of dulling coal; when adult blood will stain my hands what guilt will stain my soul? The pluck of childhood dying, a throttled harp, duet concord of a runaway train; when looks might kill, honed razor sharp,...

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