Short Headstone Poems
Short Headstone Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Headstone by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Headstone by length and keyword.
Here lies Barbara
She tried to write about life and living
But couldn't write about death
weather-beaten sign
driven down in dying weeds
forsaken headstone
oh nameless, forgotten soul
the Savior knows who you are
The Pact!
True love intact
headstone unravels all,
their land infertile took them both.
Invoked.
© Harry J Horsman 2012
Stoic and proud the eagle sat
On one of a thousand graves
Punctuation for the epitaphs
Of the proud, courageous and brave
Who died so our freedom was saved
his life so shallow
needed to dig a little
craves not to lie there
in depth hopes to find his way
her eyes the deepest of green.
© Harry J Horsman 2016
No headstone please
Sprinkle me among the flowers
But not the roses, I'm mad at them
Written July 17, 2018
Entered Kevin Shaw's Life or Death Epigram Contest
If I could choose
a burial ground
I'd rather a field
of freshly mown grass
bordered by lavender hedges
of colour and perfume
and my headstone
a giant purple jacaranda
in full bloom.
Thinking there of how you gave love so free
When I became desperate for a pee
Incontinence lets me down
Your headstone upon I frown
Where to relieve this bodily spree.
© Harry J Horsman 2016
gift of one’s soul
poor poet such wealth
time to hit the road
reflection
dew drop prism
spider weaves
lazy river
silvery moon
image
time
left behind
headstone
© Harry J Horsman 2021
The lottery just don't like me too much
Played 27 years to win six bucks
You can't win if you don't play
Thats what my headstone will say
Solid gold font "two, four, six, eight, aw
shucks
7/11/13
granite headstone, proof of existence
fresh flowers and stones marked visits
overgrown weeds, unread engraving
no flowers, no stones
abandoned memory
sun warms cold headstone
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Here lies the body of a memorable man
Unfortunately, he passed while on the can
We found his body beside his throne
And buried him here with this headstone.
Written August 28, 2022
After Dark
The moon splays its splendor.
Red roses somber in vase.
Subliminal shadows, peaked and sallow,
flicker like windswept, willow flame.
Inscription, on her headstone, illuminated.
10/14/2017
The graves of my youth
lay scattered behind me
Each headstone a failure
endorsed by my hand
A shroud covered memory
encloses my history
Where ghosts of tomorrow
roam—haunting my past
(St. David’s Church: September, 2022)
Be somebody’s hero,
give more than you get
Reach for something bigger,
cast a wider net
Be somebody’s hero,
your name to live beyond
The casket and the headstone
—your memory left in song
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2019)
"A rolling stone gathers no moss."
What am I
So stationary now
Is there moss growing
I hope not
It will come soon enough
Upon the headstone
Help me dear, Lord
To get stronger
Better, so I can count once again
her copper desert
flames old pyramid's headstone...
earth's timeless mystique
incense fill the wall
to seal odor of glory...
preserving legends
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Shooting my classmate’s brother
(that war within a war)
I sat next to him at The Point
still targeting him sure
More than blood will flow this day
memory also dies
As honor sells its soul in vain
— each headstone marks the lie
(Maryville Tennessee: March, 1999)
My weary eyes have yet to see
The threshold of eternity
But with the moon and stars around
My heart and mind and spirit bound
Then on my headstone there will be
A glimpse of my humanity
And when they lay me in the ground
Unburdened by all sight and sound
Even in darkness, I see the four walls
Resentment North while sadness due South
West something lost East pays the cost
Now there is nothing I see
She had left haunted life
Gasping for last breath
Then the ceiling
Headstone tomb
Sacrificed
Life
Roads covered by dark night,
Thou there is plenty of orange light.
Samhain has arrived,
Remplir your bags to strived.
Headstone on the left,
Don’t worry, toffees won’t be theft.
Trick or treat on the right,
Once he was The Knight!
[ 26/10/2020 ]
I had a great friend
growing roses her passion
one favorite bloom
deep yellow, its fragrance sweet-
growing by her sheltered seat
a fragile woman
joyful like her rose petals
her last breath foreseen
Near her headstone they planted
her yellow rose "Enchanted"...
4/10/13
Santa I want my Dad to come home
My Mum needs him she's all alone
I want him to see how big I've grown
I want people to know he's not unknown
When we visit him at his throne
It's not the same as being home
Santa please so no longer I roam
I want my Dad not just his Headstone.
09/12/2017
IN MEMORY OF CENTURION
GAIUS LUCIUS MANIUS
PRIMUS PILUS FIRST COHORT
LEGIO VI VICTRIX
HE SPENT HIS PENSION
IN CISALPINE GAUL
WHERE HE RAN
AN HONEST BROTHEL
HIS FUNERAL WAS GRACED
BY A MURDER OF CROWS
AND GRIEVIOUS LAMENTATIONS
IN THE NAME OF FAIR ISHTAR
DAUGHTER OF SIN AND SHAMASH
nobody notices
a headstone that is blank
no name
no soul
just the coldness of air
the screams of being notice: but the silence of life
a nobody
no name
just the body that god has created
a soul that will never speak
no steps towards being notice
nobody fears me because I am just a grave
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