Poetry competition CLOSED 3rd June 2024 10:27am
Headstone Epitaph
Anonymous
Forever
I’ve lived my life
as living goes
and this is what I know…
That flowers wave
to wind
That branches bend
and sometimes break
beneath the weight of snow
That love will come
and go
Forever has an end
Anonymous
The Death of Poets
Is it any wonder how writers,
even so young -
their faces tight and bright with sun,
their eyes agleam -
how yet they still succumb
to emptiness?
Their faucets dripping dry;
an empty sky,
no air; nowhere to run,
no thoughts to dream?
Then, let the bullets fly.
Let blades invade the vital stream.
Let souls depart.
And in ascension seem
to find their heart
Anonymous
A dream of eternal rest
I dream oF eternal rest
Departure from skin
Vision
forever hinged .
(In Darkness)
SurrOunded of satin
And A Rectangle
of silence.
blankets
of dirt
and of stones
A pillow
for bones.
A Dusting oF
once was
A future of past
And a
story
To
an
End.
Remember
the best
No worries
No guess
I dream of Eternal rest.
Departure from skin
Vision
forever hinged .
(In Darkness)
SurrOunded of satin
And A Rectangle
of silence.
blankets
of dirt
and of stones
A pillow
for bones.
A Dusting oF
once was
A future of past
And a
story
To
an
End.
Remember
the best
No worries
No guess
I dream of Eternal rest.
Anonymous
Thank you and Good Night
He rhymed like he was running out of time
Trying to leave something worth behind
Something
To remember him by
With memories of love, kindness and empathy
And not just for this epitaph
Just know that
He lived to make others laugh
Thank you and Good Night
Anonymous
Headstone
She closed her eyes and smiled for the last time
She lived a life she was meant to and put it to rhyme
Some of it went as plan
Some of it was a mystery out of her hand
When she held you, you knew love
You knew honest emotion
You knew her
She lived a life to make others smile
Even when hers faltered or was hidden from sight
She wants you to remember her for a while
When you feel the warmth of the sun
In a break in the storm
When all is unraveled, and your best intentions are undone
She is holding you to make you smile
That is her (a smile)
She lived a life she was meant to and put it to rhyme
Some of it went as plan
Some of it was a mystery out of her hand
When she held you, you knew love
You knew honest emotion
You knew her
She lived a life to make others smile
Even when hers faltered or was hidden from sight
She wants you to remember her for a while
When you feel the warmth of the sun
In a break in the storm
When all is unraveled, and your best intentions are undone
She is holding you to make you smile
That is her (a smile)
Anonymous
Opon a old gravestone
Where I lay, now rambling roses play
Up Cyprus boughs on summer days
Amongst autumn leaves and hedgehog trails
White winter snow laden or sudden hail
To spring flowers nodding in warmer winds
I lie here in deep silence among my kin
Year upon year I will wait for you
Till one day you'll lay in this garden too
Up Cyprus boughs on summer days
Amongst autumn leaves and hedgehog trails
White winter snow laden or sudden hail
To spring flowers nodding in warmer winds
I lie here in deep silence among my kin
Year upon year I will wait for you
Till one day you'll lay in this garden too
