Sepulchres Poems - Poems about Sepulchres

...Though the sun had begun bleeding in the West With an explorer’s gait, I walked jumping over gutters My track, flanked with knee high grass and nettles Also, wild bushes of all kinds that grew in ......

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...Cheerful Bright Yellow Radiance A Spring Sonnet Twirls in pirouettes Of merriment and mirth Tossing petals of sunshine Into the musty sepulchres Sparkling splendor borrowed from the stars ......

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...A white out A snow bomb Homes snow blanketed Whited sepulchres Cars abandoned Stuck in snowdrifts An arm sticking stiffly out Above its embedded body Deep in its shroud of snow The wind how......

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...An infinity of night for us to burn in our love. You, my love, a beauty within a silver spotlight. I shall drown in your beautiful eyes forever, never to leave the reflection of all my desires, t......

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...Why do the people mourn, when poets die? Where do bards go, when they perish in their sleep? And, if heaven and hell together weep, do angels and demons make pause and sigh, to raise......

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...When empty bubbles of stillness brimmed the place Upon an emerald carpet of meads, she genuflected with gathered grace Of languished bones and reverence plucked from nunhood hearts. Mighty potenta......

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...Fluent as a rill, that wanders silver-footed down a hill, Their manifestos raised our burried hopes from sepulchres, Glittering like an aigrette of stars, We believed they were refined gold. In......

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...We all left home dead with a wordless farewell, But couldn't rest in peace in the tiled and golden sepulchres abroad. A great pang gripped our hearts, Leaving us with a haunting and horrible sense......

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...Tomorrow never comes Lost in the memories of yesterday Glories of triumphs bygone Reveries intermittently broken As pains from the boo-boos of yore Break through to the fore From their sepulc......

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...The Wedding Ceremony of the Dead, Part One, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Les Noces de la Mort by T. Wignesan Orgy of stone ! I drank hate in your inferior parts And bathed during a wild s......

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...Having my own Georgetown street; while walking within it's sunrise's Shade somewhat quiet today this Memorial weekend: a slight cool breeze Wisking us away as passing Victorian's once upon a time's ......

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...Bypassing mercy as compassion and these things should not be left undone ? Enveloping love's heart shall it fail oneself to grasp; turn away from tears, this light Their lives, be dreams we omit ? Ye......

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...Onto this world I know You know; as night descends And billions go to sleep, more Remain awake and witness The dawning peep. This morning I saw fire in the sky. Buildings that prior to unno......

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...The chantings.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Within the fog shrouded moments Of tomorrows unknown day You wait for something Something strange.... To mute your path With these ghostlike things ......

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