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Graveyards Poems - Poems about Graveyards

Sevens, Shovels and Spades

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,

Categories: graveyards, death, farm, garden, grave,
Form: Free verse

Oceans Are Just Liquid Graveyards

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

Categories: graveyards, adventure, anxiety, crush, dedication,
Form: Free verse

A History of Ghosts

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.

Categories: graveyards, analogy, angst,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

No Graveyards In the Mind

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

Categories: graveyards, conflict, dream, horror, night,
Form: Couplet

'graveyards Beautiful'

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

Categories: graveyards, grief,
Form: Rhyme

Between Graveyards

between old graveyards--
young cherry blossoms ripen
in dead of winter


Contest

Categories: graveyards, flower, winter,
Form: Rictameter

The Graveyards Withstand Heavy Storms

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

Categories: graveyards, imagery, inspirational, introspection, mystery,
Form: Free verse

Graveyards Beautiful

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

Categories: graveyards, beautiful,
Form: Rhyme

Pacing Along Graveyards

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

Categories: graveyards, angel, bereavement, grave,
Form: Dramatic Verse

On Graveyards Damp

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

Categories: graveyards, grave, how i feel,
Form: Blank verse

Yesterdays' Graveyards

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



~*~

Categories: graveyards, life, sad
Form: Monoku

Graveyards

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,

Categories: graveyards, confusion, life, teen, time,
Form: I do not know?