Night At the Necropolis
Night,
Ageless and porous,
Sang screeches of fireflies of
Crescendo-diminuendo sparks.
What hour?
In the midst of the hustles, I lost my hoursight
Different, tonight, is my eyesight, seeing even
Through the darkest foliage of gentle, but sinister
Caress sway.
On the broken, cracked slabs, squatting, dark torsos!
Pensive, broken, sad, old and so good the
Work of Italian sculptors.
Further deep in searching glare, the hardened
Mats
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Categories:
necropolis, dark, death,
Form: Free verse
Necropolis
Fading stars cloak the blistered midnight skyline,
whilst burning embers of a whistling fire swirl mournfully
in the impending winter winds.
Alabaster flakes drift, creating dunes along the receding shoreline.
I lay between long-forgotten beach bones,
memento mori.
Breath catches in my throat,
and all the while, I press my cyanotic fingers against the crumbling relics,
tracing what was once porcelain life,
now abandoned,
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Categories:
necropolis, beach, dark, death, imagery,
Form: Free verse
The Morgue Necropolis
Laid naked and bare,
Dilapidated beyond repair,
Deeper within the dark bowels of ruined Ultair,
Whose ruler is a Litch,
A city rises from a darken phosphorous pitch
of shadows and mists of unhallowed portraiture
whose sights are akin to visual torture.
Where evils forgotten lie in one's peripheral,
perpetuating fears begotten and ethereal.
Do not fret and be a fool.
Lest you forget what
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Categories:
necropolis, adventure, angst, city, death,
Form: Narrative
Canticles of Necropolis
From silken mists scarred stones give tongue
To canticles raised to twilit drear,
Of frolicked hours when seasons were young,
And Promise chastised every fear.
Once brightly smiled upon our days
The kindly sun of Life's beauteous womb,
The reaching hearts, our breathless gaze
Died not nor sleeps within this tomb,
But thunders soft from lips long stilled
No lonely dirge, nor dour 'plaint,
For
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Categories:
necropolis, death, love,
Form: Rhyme
Categories:
necropolis, dark, deep,
Form: Etheree
Bryant's Necropolis Conceit
Bryant’s Necropolis Conceit
Silent halls of death so cometh
William Cullen Bryant
Thanatopsis supremeus now
A sepulchre awaits us all.
Dour darkness and shroud forever
Thanatopsis-Phantasmus
The spirit world so beckons us
We all shall so wither and fall.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
(January 15, 2015) (Double Dactyl)
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Categories:
necropolis, allegory, death, grave, imagery,
Form: Double Dactyl
Broken Monoku Necropolis
Susan’s pale fingers—
breathless in necropolis
(C) rajat kanti chakrabarty
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Categories:
necropolis, death,
Form: Monoku
Necropolis' Presence
Inconceivable
Dark, Dark, far from sun
Dead souls rose, silence................
A new world has begun............
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Categories:
necropolis, nature,
Form: Blank verse
Necropolis
The binomial scrolls list captive waste,
But the breathing chrysalis bound to the dark
Secured to the radian orbital stone
In the peripheral absence of the lark
She breathes alone
She remains unknown
She has no divisor to wilt her life
Nor governing census of phylum and foe
No patent pending inscription to wear
She has no divisor and no ratio
She is entombed
But she’s
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Categories:
necropolis, death, mystery, nature,
Form: I do not know?
Necropolis
April rains over my body
like a dripping faucet at night
it forms a cold rind around my eyes
and fills a borrowed
dinner jacket
like the double-chin of a
fat, sweaty lecherJohn.
this body's swollen and
the earth turns to sea
around me.
Rosewood; Oak; pine-slabbed flotilla
bobbing downstream
downup, down, up
like the
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Categories:
necropolis, death, sad,
Form: I do not know?