Tombstone Poems - Poems about Tombstone

Human life is striving for joy while saturated with busy bits of an emotional seesaw, its movements leave traces in so many places, our goal seems pre-disabled. So, it is that despite emotional throes we seek fulfillment over and over. As God's own designed, divine-honed souls, we are light sourced as formed in His realm. Reincarnation...

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Tombstone What's the point of living? Might as well get busy dying? Darkness covers our paths. All the days under the sun won’t last. The graveyard is inviting. There's more empty plots where we lie. You can’t escape from judgment. No place to hide but stand in line in blood red. Tombstone underground or burned...

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WHERE YOU ARE, I AM, WHERE YOU GO, I WILL BE THERE; LOVE'S AN EPITAPH:-...

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Sometimes life can be peaceful And Sometimes it can be quite You can even hear the needle drop What is so funny? Sometimes life can be full of drama And Sometimes it can be stressful When is this pot getting hot? The bomb has exploded, As the seas collide And the tree bears its fruit The world is watching As the...

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Leonard Bailey’s tombstone was cryptic “one gathered in unison of solitude” some thought they had solved the riddle was it devised by Leonard himself or his wife? It was inscrutable to most. Very few thought they understood it. No one agreed. Best tombstone in the cemetery. And the most visited....

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THE ur POEMS & GAUD said, “Let there be LIGHT VERSE to illuminate the ‘nature’ of my Curse!” —michael r. burch grave request by michael r. burch come to ur doom in Tombstone; the stars stark and chill over Boot Hill care nothing for ur desire; still, imagine they wish...

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Leaning On a Stone I was afraid of gaining weight, so I kept on puffing my cigarettes. Filling my lungs, holding that drag as long as I could. I liked that feeling deep in my chest. When I breathed out through my nose, I looked like a smokey dragon. The long silver hair that framed my...

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A piece of clay spinning around, Molded by hands of fire and ice, Shaped into form; tied and bound By experiences through this vice. Round and round upon a spin wheel, Born into centre going fast and slow, Pieces of clay falling; the bonemeal picked up and hand built to grow. Every piece of clay on the slab, Foot pressing down on pedal...

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I am about to commit the worst sin I am about to abandon my own life Just lie in the bed and die This compulsion to write dark things Thoughts or even feelings Maybe that is what has me living Giving me the strength to keep going But really is it even worth it I feel...

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mountains morph pink cacti formations cool as Summer sun sets… Doc Holliday and Earps ‘sup pan de campo and beans 2/18/2022 A BRIAN STRAND TANKA...

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no tombstone no plaque worn out frayed flowers hang unkept weeds grow fierce...

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So no more shall his traitors hate; For death's veils have made it late To slight any soul time has called To dine and wine in the city of gold. And his tombstone does eerily stand Above the grass on the watered land; Where passers-by might donate a tear To lament the passing of a jewel dear. And wayfaring aliens of kindlier blood May...

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loving the life...

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Alabaster you say? Or is it a tombstone slab of lime? I know my sister has decided to irritate me during this field trip. Where did it originate? Did anyone see the vandals? I have no words; knowing my sister has transmogrified. No one can shapeshift harder or faster than Cara. Now the trick is to get rid of the...

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a tombstone of a person long gone forgotten by generations and generations became a happy place for my grandson today He is possibly the happiest person who ever sat on a headstone I get my camera and take a quick photo before he knows how adorable and pure he is the contrast between life and death never been more obvious than in...

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