Cemetary Poems - Poems about Cemetary

Halloween in 16 lines of Rhyme 10-16-24 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Halloween Graveyard Light intones the creeping darkness Fallen leaves scrape broken paths Distant footsteps, heard in semi-darkness, Wail and weep on incensed footpaths. Growing shadows blot out twilight Darkness descends -a deathly pall – Stone angels watch the hallowed night Tangled weeds grab like black rainfall. An outstretched palm hovers o’re the spine Trembling hands brush at unseen...

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The roundest, orangest, nicest pumpkin I find In a farmer's field ten miles from town. Uncarved and free from ghoul's design with unsaid prayers, I set my pumpkin down. I set it down in grass in front of a stone. A granite stone turned in perfect square. Light's changing now to a dimmer tone. My tears fall from my empty eyes...

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cemetery not cementary… although, i see how you might think of this chiseled rocks, carefully crafted crypts no. this is the place where we come to bury where we visit all we miss i remember seeing you – again, my heart rips rigor mortis came and went boxed, lowered, blessed, interred unnoticed tears flowed from my reddened eyes i stood among the thinning crowd...

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Silent Stones Granite and Marble Testement to our Mortality Sun gazes brightly, blinded by sonder Upon memorials to our fatality...

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Venue for brooding over Death’s mischief While equipped with handkerchief… Tears misty eyes shall unlock Already by heavy heart unbolted Over Death’s wasting clock And angering daring of the Lord’s Promoted! A masonry of slabs and The marbled For impassioned messages, not garbled, On her tombstones displaying Christ’s cross That should curb the cries over a loss But also Gardens of Angelic Roses That the Door...

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step... stop... wait... step... stop... slow, achingly slow, we---Sh! … frozen deer... staring...

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shivering on a cold november morning we stood there posing for a family portrait hearts heavy saying our goodbyes as we laid your soul to rest AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Posted on February 15, 2020...

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Beneath rugged oak tree's shade, and the voice of nature's mirth; Evergreen wreaths tied with red velvet bows lean back in repose, Adorn thousands of soldier's headstones laid to rest upon the lap of earth. A rhythmic verse passing tribute etched on each reflect among lives of those Honored and mourn upon the lawn in...

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The black ravens’ peer deep into the darkness; Bracing upon cold marble and granite stone, Beneath the ghostly moon's shadows in starkness. Gray as gray, the ravens’ mock upon its groan Absence of light and nostalgic clandestine. Bleak night and nothing more wreathe the granite shrine. 9/28/2019 Photo #2 Poetry Contest: Make IT Six Sponsored by: Joseph May...

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'Tis of time fragments its seconds strike three, One enters through the world's door till strikes four, Locked in Twilight's zone, witch brew set it free, Chaos and Havoc, the demons twins be, Guardians of Hell's Gate, watch o'er worlds door, 'Tis of time fragments its seconds strike three, Loosen from their chains, spawned diehards conceive, A commotion from potion, vile and...

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november gale nudging gate ajar eerie cemetery posted on February 11, 2019...

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i come to visit on any occasion when my heart gets the call fall winter spring summer most of all her favorite i like to string the daisies and hang the garland sweetly around her tombstone AP: 2nd place 2020 posted on August 6, 2018...

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The quiet hills of a silent cemetery beckon I look its way as I pass by as if hearing the murmur of voices I imagine the many lives cut short And broken hearts left behind I reflect on life so fleeting And meaningless strife As I walk by it strikes a chord And in my heart I hear a whisper A reminder that...

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Saw Trump In A Cemetary We just saw Trump in a cemetary Looking at grave of his cute canary; With all his followers; Blooming idiot flowers; Moved to city declared a sanctuary. Jim Horn...

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Cemetary Turned Into The next thing before we all knew Cemetery ridge had turned into Never understood what this meant There were tombs near a monument So sad and lonely was silent view. Jim Horn Onto next one....

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