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Burial Mound Poems - Poems about Burial Mound

Ukrainian Poetry translations by Michael R Burch
...Dear God! by Taras Shevchenko translation by Michael R. Burch Dear God, disaster again! Life was once calm, serene... But as soon as we began to break the chains Of bondage that enslaved us, ......

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Categories: burial mound, earth, friend, god, grave,
Form: Free verse
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..."I have been a stranger in a strange land." Bible, Exodus 2:22 [X]X[X] * X[X]X * [X]X[X] * X[X]X * [X]X[X] Hungry eyes seek substance, food matters naught-- sees the unpleasan......

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Categories: burial mound, abuse, bullying, corruption, fate,
Form: Ballade



Premium Member I'll see you in my dreams
...Chet Atkin’s life work was profound Mr. Guitar made Nashville’s sound There’s no one to fret Yet do one more set From around his burial mound......

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Categories: burial mound, death, tribute,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Burial Mound
...It would be a disaster! What would? The defacing of the burial stones. Who am I communing with? The council. Ahh, that's not as mysterious as I'd hoped. I might not have gone into the burial......

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Categories: burial mound, death,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Spectre of sex appeal
...The Spectre of sex appeal by Salvador Dali 1934 On the right-hand bottom side, we see Dalí as a child, dressed as a sailor, observing his monstrosity I misunderstand, tell what is the plan As ......

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Categories: burial mound, art, perspective,
Form: Rhyme



The Gift
...I see now that the gardener has planted flowers around my burial mound. Last Spring there were yellow and white daffodils now in autumn those blooms have their own graves. The old man who look......

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Categories: burial mound, poetry,
Form: Free verse
A Past Long Gone
...My father worked the land with Both horse and tractor plough. That family way of life is past, We are all city dwellers now. My father and mother dead My brother followed them on I’m the last ......

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Categories: burial mound, age, grandfather, memory, retirement,
Form: Rhyme
Hoeing Stones
...Standing hoeing garden stones Eyes awash with tears As memories flood back from More than sixty years, To the little village churchyard For which my dad cared And which duty I, as a child, So ......

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Categories: burial mound, childhood, dad, growing up,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Weasel - Nursery Rhyme
... Weasel was wiser than a coonhound She weighed one pound, a foxhound Traveled the campground and playground Searched the fairground and all around A sleuthhound, she would turnarou......

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Categories: burial mound, child, childhood, children, nursery
Form: Rhyme
I Dream of a Mighty Oak Tree
...One of four acorns waits in the hatcher; is he afraid of the cold air outside? Others around him make gains in stature while he shows strong signs of wanting to hide. He almost peeked out but qui......

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Categories: burial mound, 11th grade, encouraging, growth,
Form: Dizain
Death Penalty
...Death Penalty Sonny Johnson’s home was on the street Sharing space with rats who nibbled at his feet Until he moved his blanket to the county jail ‘Cause someone said he stabbed a white......

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Categories: burial mound, death,
Form: I do not know?
Halloween
...HALLOWEEN it was no bump in the night a ghostly hand on mine caused fright the slow click of a bicycle wheel made me tight the wind blowing it around with eerie might my eyes won't adjust to l......

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Categories: burial mound, death, fear,
Form: Rhyme
All Hail Medea
...Mossy vines served as camouflage for a decaying headstone. The inscription is illegible, but that matters not to me. At this centuries-old grave I place flowers and moonstone -- As requested by my......

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Categories: burial mound, beauty, death, desire, fantasy,
Form: Narrative
Revenge
...Another day's sun Lights the carpet of the earth Where an evil that is done Waits suspended in the dirt. Unfortunately, the aura That was fashioned from his life Cannot be changed to flora L......

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Categories: burial mound, anger, death, evil, horror,
Form: Quatrain
Famine
...Cold and rippling diamonds passed the brook beneath the willow tree These jewels they trickled through our hands then a million times a million we Our voices long since faded away now left the......

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Categories: burial mound, eulogy, ireland,
Form: I do not know?

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