Open Poetry #8 |
Graveyard of Angels |
trevorskogsbergh Member
since 2000-02-03
Posts 129South Pasadena, CA |
Cemetary of the dead Stone pillars so old A graveyard of angels And stories untold Withered flowers Willows that weep Six feet under The dead are asleep A place of solitude And restless souls This city of angels For whom the bell tolls Time passes slowly The seasons go by As the sun goes down The moon comes nigh Scurring shadows Whispering breeze Celestial voices And screaming trees So many gravestones So cold and so dark Surrounded by death The souls embark On a heavenly journey Through time and through space A Psalm of Psalms A feeling of grace Under the moonlight The angels dance Leaving the dead In a peaceful trance The sun will rise The day will begin The graveyard of angels Is quiet again Better to die, and sleep The never-waking sleep, than linger on And dare to live when the souls life is gone. |
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Beth Member
since 2000-07-06
Posts 468WA, Australia |
"Withered flowers willows that weep Six feet under The dead are asleep" I loved this...You made something so sad have beauty...I absolutely loved it..Great job! Blessed Be, Beth |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Excellent writing Trevor... Great work!!! regards, sudhir Death, be not proud, though some have called thee, Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; - John Donne |
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trevorskogsbergh Member
since 2000-02-03
Posts 129South Pasadena, CA |
Thanks for your feedback. I really appreciate it. Keep it coming. Trevor Better to die, and sleep The never-waking sleep, than linger on And dare to live when the souls life is gone. |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
WOW well done I really loved this piece...well done again Excellent writings Tracie~ Love is the life of the soul... It is the harmony of the universe |
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