Poems About Graveyard Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about graveyard seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th Mar 2024 10:02pm
13th Mar 2024 10:02pm
Mourning Haiku from the Cafe
Mourning Haiku from the Cafe
mud on his grave
grows buttercups
for her spring blues
deep dirt
buries his casket
her heart wails
dust in her eyes
from his windblown grave
her tombstone blues
her tresses fly free
from the Mississippi delta blues
no more tears
she wipes dust
from his name etched in marble
tomb of no regrets
sentimental blues
sing in her mourning heart
her teary smile
mud on his grave
grows buttercups
for her spring blues
deep dirt
buries his casket
her heart wails
dust in her eyes
from his windblown grave
her tombstone blues
her tresses fly free
from the Mississippi delta blues
no more tears
she wipes dust
from his name etched in marble
tomb of no regrets
sentimental blues
sing in her mourning heart
her teary smile
#love
#grief
#haiku
#memorial
#graveyard
58 reads
2 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
26th Jan 2024 1:19pm
26th Jan 2024 1:19pm
They Sleep Unaware of the Clarion Call
in foreign fields they rested
where past dreams echoes
they sleep unaware of the clarion call
that no more pierce the silent sleepers
they fell responding to their duty
defend the nation from perceived enemies
they understood and accepted their fate
when they heed the call to arms
under the field of crosses
the sons and daughters so loved
were identified only by their name
carved on the crosses
their names testified to their bravery
they were the living walls
against the oncoming enemies
they...
where past dreams echoes
they sleep unaware of the clarion call
that no more pierce the silent sleepers
they fell responding to their duty
defend the nation from perceived enemies
they understood and accepted their fate
when they heed the call to arms
under the field of crosses
the sons and daughters so loved
were identified only by their name
carved on the crosses
their names testified to their bravery
they were the living walls
against the oncoming enemies
they...
#soldiers
#graveyard
71 reads
6 Comments
Dreamboy
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2024 10:12pm
3rd Jan 2024 10:12pm
Hatchet
Give a little bit
watch the party go off in a fit
of excitement and calamity.
Oh, a cavalcade of guilt just
washes over me
stained in red
as I raise my hands asking
"Why doesn't he just destroy me?"
Bury that hatchet
and all is forgiven.
Same as my father before me.
watch the party go off in a fit
of excitement and calamity.
Oh, a cavalcade of guilt just
washes over me
stained in red
as I raise my hands asking
"Why doesn't he just destroy me?"
Bury that hatchet
and all is forgiven.
Same as my father before me.
#graveyard
88 reads
1 Comment
GraveRaven
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2023 9:28am
3rd Jul 2023 9:28am
Grave raven
In a gloomy place where sadness holds its grip,
Where lost souls wander aimlessly, consumed by grief,
There exists a forgotten realm, where melancholy reigns,
And the mournful echoes of ravens fill the darkest skies.
Within this somber city, where death rules supreme,
A land of withered flowers and memories filled with pain,
A place where lifeless graves stand, a valley of misery,
And ghostly figures dance among the epitaphs we see.
Under the hollow gaze of the moon, on endless still nights,
A crow with ominous feathers spills across...
Where lost souls wander aimlessly, consumed by grief,
There exists a forgotten realm, where melancholy reigns,
And the mournful echoes of ravens fill the darkest skies.
Within this somber city, where death rules supreme,
A land of withered flowers and memories filled with pain,
A place where lifeless graves stand, a valley of misery,
And ghostly figures dance among the epitaphs we see.
Under the hollow gaze of the moon, on endless still nights,
A crow with ominous feathers spills across...
#death
#graveyard
184 reads
5 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
16th May 2023 10:42pm
16th May 2023 10:42pm
As Quiet As A Worm In A Graveyard
I was sat
Within a wavering silence
The white noise
Was quietly loud
And fluctuated
Betwixt a deathly stillness
As dark as the darkest cloud
Whilst the sounds of worms
Wriggling through a graveyard
Weaving their way
Through the remains
Of the long forgotten
by Jemia
Within a wavering silence
The white noise
Was quietly loud
And fluctuated
Betwixt a deathly stillness
As dark as the darkest cloud
Whilst the sounds of worms
Wriggling through a graveyard
Weaving their way
Through the remains
Of the long forgotten
by Jemia
#silence
#graveyard
#philosophical
116 reads
3 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
13th Feb 2023 7:00pm
13th Feb 2023 7:00pm
The Space Between Graves
Cold hard and frozen ground
Sleep silently heart that doth not pound
Under mounds of hard packed earth
Skeletal grins full of mirth
Each resting in their place
Yet avoiding the cimmerian space
That void between each casket
Insidious and silent not making a racket
Leering from the shadows gloom
The thing in the dying room
Ask not what it could be
For it's better that it should not be free
This thing with rotted eyes
An ebony intent fitting of...
Sleep silently heart that doth not pound
Under mounds of hard packed earth
Skeletal grins full of mirth
Each resting in their place
Yet avoiding the cimmerian space
That void between each casket
Insidious and silent not making a racket
Leering from the shadows gloom
The thing in the dying room
Ask not what it could be
For it's better that it should not be free
This thing with rotted eyes
An ebony intent fitting of...
#dark
#evil
#rhyming
#graveyard
#horror
170 reads
0 Comments
ConsequentialChaos
Poem Published
29th Jan 2023 9:57pm
29th Jan 2023 9:57pm
Sublime Slumber
A man sleeps in a mausoleum, where the dead reside
Where bones of ancestors lay, in silent pride
He seeks a place of rest, and peace from the world
A refuge from the noise, where his mind can unfurl
The corpses and tombs, they converse with the night
Whispers of reverence, in the flickering light
For in this crypt of comfort, he finds solace and ease
A reprieve from the chaos, that's never to cease
The silence is his sanctuary, as he lays among the dead
Where the weight of life's troubles, are finally shed
The ancestors...
Where bones of ancestors lay, in silent pride
He seeks a place of rest, and peace from the world
A refuge from the noise, where his mind can unfurl
The corpses and tombs, they converse with the night
Whispers of reverence, in the flickering light
For in this crypt of comfort, he finds solace and ease
A reprieve from the chaos, that's never to cease
The silence is his sanctuary, as he lays among the dead
Where the weight of life's troubles, are finally shed
The ancestors...
#dark
#death
#sleep #graveyard
#sleep #graveyard
252 reads
2 Comments
NightGoddess
Poem Published
16th Jan 2023 9:20pm
16th Jan 2023 9:20pm
None of this is fair
Unlike the meticulous planning of a wedding, an obituary serves as the invitations and a few phone calls procures essentials for an interment
Within days the accommodations are booked, the staff ready, the guest of honor prepared, and the room decorated
Memorial cards printed, limos waxed, and even the reception room is filled with fare for those invited to feast
The sounds are discrete at a funeral ceremony, a library silence, an inherent rule of respect I suppose
Friends, families and acquaintances hurt along side you. “I’m sorry for your...
Within days the accommodations are booked, the staff ready, the guest of honor prepared, and the room decorated
Memorial cards printed, limos waxed, and even the reception room is filled with fare for those invited to feast
The sounds are discrete at a funeral ceremony, a library silence, an inherent rule of respect I suppose
Friends, families and acquaintances hurt along side you. “I’m sorry for your...
#love
#hope
#death #graveyard
#death #graveyard
363 reads
24 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
15th Jan 2023 11:07am
15th Jan 2023 11:07am
The Rattling Cortege
She had watched, and often,
death's rattling cortege,
visioned her own going, softer,
in a more romantic age,
and, as a stranger in the chapel,
her neighbors remarked,
" How strange, & what a marvel,
her face, unblemished, unmarked "
As the smoke from the long black chimney
(as they sang of remembrance and love)
rose, fusing her fuming body,
with the clouds, above.
death's rattling cortege,
visioned her own going, softer,
in a more romantic age,
and, as a stranger in the chapel,
her neighbors remarked,
" How strange, & what a marvel,
her face, unblemished, unmarked "
As the smoke from the long black chimney
(as they sang of remembrance and love)
rose, fusing her fuming body,
with the clouds, above.
#death
#graveyard
144 reads
4 Comments
The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
30th Oct 2022 10:55pm
30th Oct 2022 10:55pm
The Bloody Hit…
Hell.. I do not know what me and my Gee was getting into
All I know we were supposed to have met the Crips and their crew
The exchange of the payoff dope was near a cemetery
I’m from the hood and we make a drive pickup in the night, strapped up, and in solidarity
Out the Hummer me and my boys
Pulling back the hammer on our weapons of some high-powerful toys
The scene looked like a set up from the start
Fog swirling around my Vera Wang stilettos, we knee deep in the dush of dark
I told my crew anything moves strange shoot the...
All I know we were supposed to have met the Crips and their crew
The exchange of the payoff dope was near a cemetery
I’m from the hood and we make a drive pickup in the night, strapped up, and in solidarity
Out the Hummer me and my boys
Pulling back the hammer on our weapons of some high-powerful toys
The scene looked like a set up from the start
Fog swirling around my Vera Wang stilettos, we knee deep in the dush of dark
I told my crew anything moves strange shoot the...
#dark
#night
#ghosts
#graveyard
#zombies
458 reads
4 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
8th Oct 2022 6:12pm
8th Oct 2022 6:12pm
Rew & Prue
I shall dig you up, my Mother,
then lay my body on your bones
and we shall meld with one another
Mother, we shall birth a clone.
My brain's indeed enough for two
your memories are intact
we shall twin again be Rew and Prue
to regain that which we lack.
So lie still Mother, lie easy,
please do not torment me so
although I feel a little queasy
I've not much further to go.
then lay my body on your bones
and we shall meld with one another
Mother, we shall birth a clone.
My brain's indeed enough for two
your memories are intact
we shall twin again be Rew and Prue
to regain that which we lack.
So lie still Mother, lie easy,
please do not torment me so
although I feel a little queasy
I've not much further to go.
#graveyard
271 reads
4 Comments
MartenHoyle
Poem Published
26th Aug 2022 1:51am
26th Aug 2022 1:51am
Fireflies
Fireflies”
I feel so profoundly disturbed
When I see the rain pouring down
In the sunlight where I am alone
On a walk through the cemetery.
I hear the silent graves weeping
With voices that may be my own.
Am I dying, or have I gone insane?
I hear them say I’ve been talking to myself,
And they all are laughing at the way I look
In such company as I walk along the green.
I never saw the fireflies they mentioned.
But there are shadows in my field,
A deeper dark in the depths of coming night,
Where they say I’ll see...
I feel so profoundly disturbed
When I see the rain pouring down
In the sunlight where I am alone
On a walk through the cemetery.
I hear the silent graves weeping
With voices that may be my own.
Am I dying, or have I gone insane?
I hear them say I’ve been talking to myself,
And they all are laughing at the way I look
In such company as I walk along the green.
I never saw the fireflies they mentioned.
But there are shadows in my field,
A deeper dark in the depths of coming night,
Where they say I’ll see...
#depression
#gay
#LGBT
#MentalHealth
#graveyard
147 reads
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